I am soooo tired.
Sure it's barely 8:30am but it takes a long time for me to sleep, which means I barely got any sleep.
1st period is starting and I don't want to even start the day.
It's been two months since I became an official Freshman and starting to attend high school. And so far it's actually not as bad as I imagined it to be.
Tons of people are just there to get it over with and competing on who's going to get the minimum passing grade for barely doing anything.
It's chill, of course that doesn't mean there aren't fights, drugs, or anything bad going on. But for the sake of myself it's best to just ignore those problems and focus on me.
Im walking like a zombie as I finally reach my first period class, Biology. Taught by the very own crazy 50-year-old scientist teacher! Nah I'm kidding, he's very cool, sure he may show the worst dad jokes every time we enter class, but it's hard to not laugh at him trying to make his class funny. Most teachers don't even try at all, so I respect him.
Mr. Dallas is his name, and he looks like a white-haired hippy who actually knows how to dress well. His type of humor is bullying kids by saying he hates them, but then explains that if he hates them they're actually his favorites.
All I can say is that he's a cool teacher, but he has too much energy for me personally as it IS the first class of the morning.
So enough talking about him, I finally got to class and noticed the seating arrangement has changed, instead of desks in a single file line, they were now in pairs of two.
Oh god...
"FUCK" I think to myself, I am sooo not ready to sit with someone.
Like honestly I may seem like an extroverted person, but trust me, I'M NOT YOU'VE BEEN FOOLED BY MY INTROVERTED TRICKS HAHA!
Anyways, I do not want to sit with someone...
"Good morning." I say groggily.
Mr. Dallas is too focused on his computer checking grades that he just says "morning" back to me without moving his head.
I notice some few students already in the class, like 5 max.
I stand awkwardly while staring at the desks because I have no idea where to sit, or if Mr. Dallas made a seating arrangement already set.
"Just sit anywhere you want for now, I'm just experimenting with some kids."
Mr. Dallas explains.
"Experimenting on kids... got it, cuz you're a biology teacher." I say to myself, too scared to even tell that out loud.
I just sit at the second front row of the class because honestly, I like sitting in the front, but not all the way up front.
At least it makes me separated with guys who only talk shit about their lives and all those annoying students.
Plus I have bad eyesight so if someone were to sit in front of me and I need to look at the board there is no mercy for me.
I wait quietly in the desk while pulling out my laptop and starting on a bell ringer already to get a first start. And like 10 minutes pass by with students already filling in the class.
Luckily, no one wanted to sit with me, hehehe...
At least yet...
I stare at the board while zoning out, just thinking about all sorts of crap, and then I feel someone sit next to me like if they were in a rush.
I quickly zone back into life and look to my right and see a familiar ginger girl sitting next to me.
Oh yeah she's a classmate in like two other periods!
I stay calm because I have seen her before and sure we've exchanged a few words during classes but I don't think much of it.
That is until she says hi to me...
"Hello!" She spoke with a soft voice and a nice smile.
She's wearing a bitter green long sleeve and light blue sort of cargo pants that only reach to her knees. She wears her gray socks with white designs up to her ankles and has white converse too that look like they had a bit of writing in them. Her bright orange hair is loose around her shoulders but still looks like she combed herself well. Not to mention she's wearing a maroon baret.
But most of all, what sticks out the most is her sage green eyes.
To me, and probably many, that's what you first notice about her. Her beautiful green eyes. Like even if you don't like her romantically you can't say she has beautiful eyes.
When I first met her the first day of school that's what sort of hooked me. Her eyes.
You know she's very very pretty. But that's all I thought because I felt that I shouldn't get my hopes up just entering High School.
And well now, she's sitting next to me, being the first to initiate contact.
"Ahem... hey." I tell her with a bit of a shocked tone.
She smiles and turns to get her laptop out.
I just realized, I totally forgot her name... what was it?
Uhhh... I swear I remember what it was...
I may be bad at names but I remember sometimes.
It's in the top of my head... what the fuck was it?
Was it Arlene? Elisa? No it started with an A I know it...
It was... it was...
I slowly glance at her way as she's starting on her work trying to see if there were any hints.
Sadly not a lot of people wear their school IDs, me included.
Then it clicked.
I finally remember!
Her name is Ava, Ava Bell...
I sit still and pay attention to Mr. Dallas teaching the class. Not minding that anyone was sitting next to me.
I start writing notes down on my notebook, noticing I made a misspelling I take out the only eraser I had (seeing as I ran out the one on my pencil) from my pencil bag.
I take out a pink whale shark eraser and I start erasing my misspelling, and put in on the table.
I didn't know Ava was looking at my direction, so when she first spoke to me I was kind of intimidated.
"Is that an eraser?" Her kind soft voice asked.
I looked at her and back at my eraser.
"Oh yeah, it's this cute japanese eraser thing I got at a bookstore." I respond
"Aw that's so cute! Do you have a name for it?" She asks optimistically.
I look at her confused because no one has ever asked me that, nor have I ever thought about it.
"Uh... no, but I can name it now! Uh let's see..." I look at the pink silly eraser and the first thing that comes up my mind is Strawberry.
"Uh, I'll name it Strawberry!" I say.
"Aw that's cute!" Ava says, then continues to do her work.
I smile and chuckle internally seeing how unusual Ava was, she's definitely not what I expected.
But it was nice, she's actually not afraid to start a conversation even if she looked like she was an introvert.
I don't know, it's something new to see in a person so I guess it's cool.
It's now time for 2nd period World Geography, and I transition to the class quickly as I am the world record holder of fastest student alive during transition.
As I was transitioning I notice Ava go into the bathroom, I don't know why I noticed that, but okay if she needs to go she needs to go.
I sit on my assigned seat on a group table, being one out of two students sitting at a four table desk.
I sit all the way in the back unfortunately, but luckily I can handle it.
My desk mate finally makes it to class and sits in front of me. His name is Isaac, but he's not that important. He doesn't ask me for anything other than what we did for other classes.
5 minutes into class and anyone who's out in the hallways are considered absent, and my Teacher Ms. Garcia starts teaching.
She's about to finish explaining what we're gonna do today until a knock is heard at the door.
I, curious, look who's at the door as someone stands up and opens it. And out pops Ava Bell herself.
Her red-headed self thanks the student for opening the door and makes it to class sitting far from me, but still in the back of the class.
My eyes follow her as she walks through class, and as she sits I zone back in, wondering to myself why I kept noticing her more often today.
I quickly shrug off the thought as I continue to follow through my class work.
Finally it's 3rd period, which marks English 1 as my class with the teacher being Mrs. Abbot. She's a sweet teacher and I love her as she vibes with a lot of her students. Especially with how cool her classroom is with LEDs surrounding the room and a bunch of flowery decorations around the class.
I vibe with her.
I make it to class without noticing or seeing Ava. And I sit and already start working on a writing bell ringer.
The tardy bell just rings as Ava and a familiar student walk in together laughing.
I notice her friend being a Latina girl named Luna, who actually went to my middle school and had her as a classmate.
She was alright, but mostly hung out with a lot of snobby popular girls. Well they weren't popular, because no one in my school is, they were just well known.
Wait isn't that the definition of popular...
Never mind that, anyways.
They both sit together in their group, catching myself staring at her again.
"Damn" i think to myself.
"Why do I keep staring at her? Is it cuz my sapphic eyes only stare at beautiful women?"
No matter that, I continue my work, very slyly but unaware of myself sharing glances at her throughout class.
Soon enough it's the end of 3rd period and time for 4th, which sadly means that this was my last class with Ava and I wouldn't see her anywhere else until tomorrow.
Which isn't really something I should be sad about... but anyways.
I make it to 4th period Digital Media, but as I left class early as soon as the bell rung for transition I didn't see where Ava went as she still stayed in class.
For now what vibes I'm getting from her is that she has a cool sense of style, hangs out with a lot of girls who wear gallons of makeup, and is shy but can be easily talkative!
I still don't know why I keep staring at her or noticing her. Maybe we should become friends, she honestly seems like a cool person to hang out.
Again I'm suppressing my lesbian urges to not develop a crush on every girl I see...
Which isn't impossible but for now I'm not liking where this is going for me.
Anyways skip to lunch time and I sit with my usual group of friends who happen to be the biggest hipsters of my grade. Which actually kind of makes us popular in some way.
But then again no one really notices anyone as movies depict.
I grab my crusty lunch, wondering why I'm even eating it, and head to my table of my group of ten friends.
I sit and my friend Alex already starts yelling at me as usual.
"Shut up Ivy" He says with a slight hispanic accent.
Which is weird to hear when you remember Alex is a Blasian.
Other than that he's actually really funny, despite trying to seem very cold hearted he really cares about the people he loves.
"I just got here." I say with a monotone voice.
"Just, shut up." He replies.
"Okay how about you shut up?" I snap back.
He stays silent and stares at me coldly, then he smiles, failing at trying not to laugh.
I also laugh back because we have such a weird love-hate relationship, and honestly no matter what he says to insult me, I can never get hurt from it.
My two other friends who I mainly hang out with come over by my seat and instead of eating their lunches they talk.
"I just got here and I already want to kill myself!" My friend Jesse says.
"Just got here?" I say in confusion.
"Yeah they literally just got to school and it's lunch time." My other friend Jodie butted in.
"Damn okay." I shrug off.
I start to zone out as my friend group starts yelling at each other about the littlest things.
I for one, am not much of a yeller unless I'm in the zone of playing around with my friends or i'm really pissed about something.
But most of the time I have no energy at all, I feel sleepy no matter how much I sleep and people never approach me because apparently I have a resting bitch face.
But other than that I wonder about a particular red-haired girl.
What's her story? What does she want to be when she grows up? What kind of friends does she have?
I slowly realize that she's been stuck on my head for pretty much the whole day now. Why do I keep thinking about her? Why do I keep seeing her? Could it be?...
No, it can't be, I don't fall that fast...
Unless...
I can?
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