We reached our school, Eastwood High. It was one of the best private schools where rich parents sent their children and apparently along with their egos

I never wanted to attend this school, but since my childhood friends, Debbie and Asher got their admission here, I didn't mind coming here because my people would be there for me.

Asher parked the car in the open parking lot, it is the first thing that you see after entering our school. The floor was made of asphalt and concrete. It was a sunny day, all three of us got out of the car, in the scorching heat and headed straight inside the school.

"They'll take thousands of dollars from us in the name of education, but the bastards won't provide us with a closed parking lot!" Asher scoffed.

"Calm down princess, don't be so dramatic over a parking lot." I rolled my eyes which made Debbie laugh.

"You really know how to put Asher in his place." Debbie remarked and gave Asher an evil smile which in turn made me grin.

"Bruh, seriously, it will damage my new car and the paint crack and will fade away quickly." he cursed.

"Okay, let's go to the lockers now, we don't want to be more late" Debbie asserted. Asher and I nodded in response.

As we made our way to the hallway from the parking lot, we saw the green lacrosse field, on the left side of the parking lot. On the right side was a big auditorium, where assemblies were held; we obviously didn't go there because assembly was about to get over in like five minutes.

Just in front of the auditorium was a lush green garden, full of plants, flowers and trees. Us students mostly hung out either on the lacrosse field or that beautiful garden, during the free periods or whenever we wanted to skip classes.

We made our way through a wide, white walled, sumptuous and of course, busy hallway. Which had tall, rectangular, steel lockers on both the sides.

As we made our way to our lockers; on the wooden like LVT floor, we heard a lot of banging noises made by shutting and opening of lockers by others.

"I have AP Macroeconomics. George is always in a bad mood, he'll kill me if I'm late. See you both after classes." Asher sprinted to his class after explaining.

"Which one do you have?" asked Debbie while taking out her binder from the locker.

"English, you?"

"Psychology." she replied as she closed her locker.

"So, I've heard that you are helping Noah with history." I gave her a sarcastic smile.

"Well..." she smiled "...you heard right but it's nothing more than that."

"Oh, then why are you smiling, you know what they say..." I trailed off.

"What?" she asked as her hazel eyes widened with disbelief.

"Debbie and Noah sitting under a tree..." I laughed before I could complete it.

"Oh, hush it,"" she tried to hold her laughter inside, but she failed miserably.

"Okay, let's go to our classes now," she reminded, as she checked the time.

"Okay, see you later!" I waved to her and walked to my class.

I entered the class to find Miss Anderson, my English teacher, arranging some papers on her oak wood table.

"Ms. Anderson!" I greeted her with a smile.

"Katelyn!" she looked up and acknowledged me with a warm smile. Miss Anderson was one of the coolest and nicest teachers at the school; someone who you should have at least once in your life.

She wasn't too old, probably in her late thirties with a round face, big blue eyes and black hair that reached the middle of her back.

The way she dressed - formally - one would think she was strict, but she wasn't. Today, she wore a grey tailored skirt with a satin white top perfectly paired with black ballet flats.

"Here's the essay that you turned in, I'm pretty happy with your grade," she remarked and handed me the paper with a bright smile.

"I hope that I'm happy with it too." I gave her a nervous smile and looked at my paper. I got an A-, which was great for an average student like me. I guess I love English maybe that's why I get good grades in it.

"Happy?" she asked.

"Very!" I beamed.

After a second, more students started to enter, I was one of the first few people to be on time.

The class was centrally air conditioned as the rest of the school.; the room was illuminated by the sunlight that streamed through the four fixed windows, on the right side of the classroom, these windows gave us the view of the beautiful garden, filled with different colors of blooming flowers.

The class soon got over and I headed for the next one-psychology. I quite liked the subject, but not the extremely strict teacher. So, even though I didn't feel like attending the class, I had to because no one likes to get detention. With this thought I dragged my feet and went to her class.

As soon as the second period got over I had the third one.

Third one was biology, the most boring subject, I had to drop it anyways and take history instead of it. So, there was no point in paying attention to whatever the teacher was teaching; I mean it was practically useless to me.

During biology I was mostly talking with my partner Emma; she was one of the sweetest and most helpful people I've ever met!

"Did you wear lenses today?" I asked her in a hushed tone.

"Yeah, does the color not suit me?" she asked, feeling a little insecure about it. "It's kind of irritating me a little too," she continued.

"Oh, no! I didn't mean it like that. Gray colour suits you, but I asked since you've never worn them before. What's the occasion?"

She pointed her head towards a boy with a mop of chocolate brown hair on his head and beautiful honey coloured eyes. All this combined with a perfect jawline and a charming smile.

I looked at him, "Jace?" I asked and raised my eyebrows.

"Don't be that obvious!" she scolded me in a low voice.

"Oh, so you wore it for him?" I asked, a little surprised.

"Yeah, I overheard his friend talking about his type so..."

I interrupted her before she could say anything else, "Why did you change yourself for him? You're perfect just the way you are and if he can't accept you like that, then he's not meant for you!" I scolded her back.

"I'm going to the washroom. Meet me there in two minutes." I ordered and she nodded in reply.

I raised my hand and asked the teacher for permission to leave the class. She told me to excuse myself after taking the hall pass. I took the hall pass and walked out of the classroom.

I reached the washroom and waited for her over there.

I was joined by Emma a few minutes later.

I washed my hands with soap and dried it with a paper towel.

"Don't blink your eyes." I commanded as I reached for her eyes and took the lenses out. She sighed with relief.

"Wash your eyes with water," I said in a serious tone to which she nodded.

"What the hell is wrong with you? You know eye lenses can damage your eyes." I scolded her.

"I know, but..."

"No buts, if you like him, go and put an effort in talking to him, rather than changing yourself and waiting for him to come to you." I advised.

"I can't just..."

She was about to say something, but.. I grabbed her phone from the pocket of her skirt and started texting.

"Wait, noo!!" she shouted, "I know what you're doing - don't!" she tried to snatch the phone from me but it was too late, the text was already sent.

Emma : Hi Jace! Emma this side, cool if we hang out today after school?

She grabbed the phone and looked at the text.

"I swear I'm going to....."

She was about to complete the sentence but was distracted from her phone's notification ring. Both of us paused and looked at her phone.

Jace: Cool, meet u at five in west river mall ;)

"Uh, you're welcome," I made a sarcastic remark and smirked.

"Oh my God!" she shrieked and jumped with excitement.

"I love you!!" she hugged me.

"Everybody does." I hugged her back.

"Okay, now it's suffocating" I breathed heavily. "You're strong when you're excited."

"Oh, sorry" she released me from the big embrace.

We were in the washroom when the bell rang; it was lunch for me, so we exchanged goodbyes and went our separate ways.

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