The alarm clock rang obnoxiously. "Really." I mumbled and hit the snooze button just as I heard my grandmother knocking on my door. "Shy it's time to get up. Junior year!" she said cheerfully. "Yeah, okay. I'm getting up." She closed the door and I pushed back my blush rainbow covers. "Junior year." I went to the closet and grabbed the clothes I had picked out last night and laid them on my bed. I lazily walked over to my bathroom and started the water for my nice warm shower. I grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste and went to war with my morning breath while the water heated. I blew my breath and put my toothbrush and paste away.

I stripped myself from my clothes and stepped into the shower. I washed myself and such and stepped out turning the water off. I dried off and slowly went to put on my clothes quicker than the early tasks I might add. I put my hair in a messy bun and left a piece or two dangling. Hello there. The names Shy and I am 16 years old. I don't want to share my story yet. Be patient. My phone buzzed as I grabbed my bag and made my way downstairs.

I grabbed a bagel off the table and kissed my grandmother goodbye. "Have a great first day sweetheart." She said "I'll try." I grinned and headed out the door and down the street. I looked at my phone screen a few minutes later and it was Deveyon, my best friend texting me. "Where are you girl?" I grinned at the sillyness of him. "I'm outside yours. Bring your booty." He read the message but didn't reply which meant that he was already on his way outside, typical Dee. I slipped my 5c into my pocket and looked as he stepped outside closing the door behind him. "Hi, Shy." "Hey babe." "Junior year." he said with a smile. "Taking on the bigdogs and smaller dogs." I laughed as we made our way to North Chester High School.

We walked into the parking lot seeing alot of excited girls squealing to be back for a new year, freshmen looking afraid and excited, seniors having the times of their lives, and the juniors just happy to be one step closer to getting out of the hell hole called school. "I see Zay and the gang. I'm gonna go call them over." Deveyon said. "'K," I said "I'm gonna head over and get me a soda." He nodded and ran off towards Zay, another friend of ours.
I walked, ducking and dodging students, to the vending machine section of our fairly large highschool. I put in 50 cents and pushed the button for a Strawberry Crush soda. I grabbed the soda and opened it. Before I could take a sip I was bumped, luckily I held the can away quick enough before anything spilled on me.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry-" I heard a female, yet deep sounding voice. "Shy. My name is Shy and don't worry, no harm done." I looked up and smiled only to be struck with awe. Who was this? Then she answered as if she could hear my thoughts. "My name is Taylor. I'm new here and I'm a junior and I think it's sweet to meet your aquantince, Shy." She smirked and I blushed a deep shade of red. "Uh, you too Taylor." "We should talk again sometime, yeah?" "Most def," I said. "see you around." I turned and walked away to find Deveyon and Zay arguing over zombies. "Wow." I said. The both gave eachother weird looks but before another word could be said the bell rang and we were off to the gym for the beginning semenar. Taylor was stuck in my mind. As we were getting settled in the bleachers, guess who sat by me?