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8 Minutes Ago

I wake up to the sound of my alarm clock blasting annoying rings in my ear. I sit up groggily. Today is my first day at Fern Wood High School, so I had to make a good first impression.

I walk over to my bathroom, and the first thing I do is put on my corrective lenses. I don't know if I had mentioned this before, but my lenses help with my Pelopsia. You place them in your eye, just like you would with contacts. I dress in some decent clothes, and run down the stairs. I only had about....16 minutes until my bus arrived. After eating a hearty meal of cereal, I wave goodbye to my parents and take the bus. Once I reach the school, the first thing I notice is the craziness. There were kids hooting and yelling and dancing and running and panting and laughing. I hadn't even walked inside the school yet! Once I open the massive doors, I notice the office to my left. I walk inside and was greeted by a lovely lady.

"Hello, ma'am. How may I assist you?" She asks, nicely.

"Hello! Today is my first day here, and I was wondering if I could have my schedule and locker number?" I ask.

"Name?" Office lady asks.

"Kyra Robinson."

The lady bends down to look into a drawer. She quickly scrimmages through student files. The lady finally finds my folder and gives me the needed data.

"Alright, sweetie. Here is your schedule," she says as she hands me the schedule paper, "and your locker number will be #147." I thank her, and immediately find my locker near the sophomore wing.

Where is Jazzy? She should be here by now?

I unpack my backpack. Suddenly, two hands cover my eyes.

"Guess who?" The mysterious voice says. Obviously, I know who it is. I just wanted to play along.

"I don't know, are you Mr. Daniels?" I giggle. The person makes a buzzer sound.

"Wrong! I'll give you a hint; she's energetic, and wild, and.... she's Jazzy!" She yells, uncovering my eyes. I hug her tightly.

"Welcome to Fernwood," She says.
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Jazzy soon gives me a tour of the school. Overall, the classrooms were big, the environment around us is friendly, and there doesn't seem to be a mean, back-stabbing, traitor is site. Perfect. Jazzy checks her watch.

"Ok. We only have 7 minutes left until class starts. I think that's enough time for you to visit my friends," she says. I follow her into the cafeteria and I see a group of people huddled around a lunch table. Jazzy leads me towards them.

"Hey guys!" Jazzy says loud enough for everyone to stop what their doing and pay attention to her.

"Hey Jazzy," a guy with black hair answers.

"I just wanted to you to meet Kyra," she says as she points at me, "she transferred from LA a few days ago." I wave shyly at the group of people. One by one, each person greets me. To make things easier, I mentally split everyone into a different group so I could remember who was who. There was:
The Dynamic Duo (Ashley and Melanie), the Guys With Black Hair Group (Cody, Dylan, and Andrew), the I Like Pudding Group (Jake and Zach), and finally, the Twins (Ethan and Elijah).

There. Now I can remember who is who.

"It's so awesome to have you here, Kyra!" A member from the Guys With Black Hair Group says.

Hmm.... aha! He's Cody!

See? Wow, I'm so smart for figuring this out. Anyways, we only had about 3 minutes left until my first class starts.

"Well I better get a move on-,"

"Not so fast! You still haven't met Elijah yet," Jazzy says, interrupting me.

"Yes I have," I say, confused, "now, I really should get to class-,"

"Wait! You and Elijah have the same first period. You guys can go walk together," Jazzy says as she pushes one of the twins towards me. Jazzy already told me his name was Elijah, but I couldn't have told without her.

Maybe I should split the twins into different groups....

I pull Jazzy aside for a second.

"Why is it so important that I meet this kid?" She smiles at me.

"Like I said before; you're both single." She says as she starts heading towards class. I roll my eyes.
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Well, that was awkward. Maybe I should've walked to class on my own. Elijah and I said nothing while walking towards class. He probably felt as awkward as I did.

He is kinda cute though...

Shut up, brain.
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The first class is History. I walk in the class, and everyone stares at me, since I'm the new kid. I walk to my teacher, Mrs. Kim, and ask where I can sit. She looks around the classroom, trying to find an empty seat, and then smiles when she has found one.
"How about you sit next to Elijah?" She points at someone with hazel eyes, scrummaging through his binder. It was one of the Twins.

Oh great. Him again?

I walk over and place my stuff down to the seat next to him. He looks up and smiles at me. I try to ignore his daunting smile. I'm not going to fall in love with someone I met, like what, 8 minutes ago?

"Ok class. We are going to take some notes on the Golden Age of Athens, so could everyone take out a pencil and a scratch piece of paper?" Mrs. Kim instructs. I shuffle though my binder trying to find a pencil, but I can't. I guess I should ask Elijah for one. I clear my throat, and tap his shoulder.

Why am I so nervous to ask him a simple question?

"Hey Elijah, do you have an extra pencil I could borrow, by any chance?" I ask him.

"Oh yeah, sure." He says quietly, as he gives me a broken pencil with the lead still intact. I guess this will have to do.

"Sorry that the pencil is broken. My binder is really messy," Elijah says, as he points to the pigsty he called a binder. I giggle quietly, and he laughs as well. At the end of class, I return his pencil, and we chat about a few things. Apparently, we have a lot of similar ideas and opinions. He wants to be a video game developer, and I want to be a computer engineer.

"Well, see you after school?" He asks. I nod my head.

"Definitely."

He waves goodbye as he heads off to his next class. Just before he reaches the corridors, he winks at me, which literally made my heart melt into goo. I blush deeply.

Maybe it IS ok to fall in love with someone you met 8 minutes ago...

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