It was first day of the seventh grade. Rushing upstairs from straightening my hair, stuffing my mouth full of special K cereal, and staggering out the door to have my mom do what mom's do on the first day of school "take pictures. I stood in the garage with my sister Clio talking. My mom kept yelling at me to keep an eye out for the bus, being the rebellious seventh grade girl I was I kept chatting my mouth off about who knows what.
The bus had finally arrived and I had almost missed it. I started running in my navy blue and blood red stripped dress down the side walk, the bus driver giving me the signal to hurry up. Taking a deep breath of the fresh morning air I step on the bus in surprise to see Brooklyn, Isabella, Maddison, Trey, Jake, Ben, and McKenna. Brooklyn of course didn't save me a seat like we planned on so I took a sit by Mckenna's older sister Paige. Sitting by Paige it became he longest 10 minute and silent bus ride of my entire life. copyright protection115ＰＥＮＡＮＡkelqUmZWdi
Stepping off the bus and walking up to the jr/Sr high school felt like a aerobic exercise in my legs. Making my way down to the commons area I find my best friend Olive. For the next five minutes we talked about our schedules and how nervous but very excited for our first day. Our only classes we had together were our quarter class which is the classes that change every quarter, which is eighth period. Walking down to the auditorium Olive right next to me, we sat down and for the next 20 minutes heard a speech about how the day would run. copyright protection115ＰＥＮＡＮＡt8qRbRUmXV
I make my way down to my first class of the day "science". Brooklyn and Maddison are in my class and then a few other people from the elementary I came from. Honestly I didn't realize how long the day would feel with all the speeches, introductions from teachers, syllabus, and seating charts. Overall I can't decide what I hated most.copyright protection115ＰＥＮＡＮＡe5LxTJ4Frw
Grabbing Olive we race down to our eighth period career class. Twenty minutes later I go down to the buses and get on. Heading down to my room in the basement I open up my messages to see that I have been added to a group chat created by a guy named Rossco who was convinced I was depressed over the summer. I wasn't surprised that I was added to the the chat he makes them all the time so it was normal. The only people in the chat are me and Brooklyn, we are talking about how are day went and soon a girl named Bre who at met at some district or school function before joins in. copyright protection115ＰＥＮＡＮＡXMKicFEcCR
About five minutes talking another person starts chatting. It's a name I didn't recognize. He first thing he says is ,"Is Alicia still in the chat". That name I did know. Alicia is one of the most popular girls in our grade just because she is pretty. In my opinion she tries too hard and cakes her makeup on. I met her last year in 6th grade at our band concert. She wasn't very nice and honestly she is just full of herself. copyright protection115ＰＥＮＡＮＡu5ZVXbMSyJ
The guy starts talking and stays in the chat introducing himself. Once he introduced himself I knew exactly who he was. "Caleb", it was almost like I knew it too well. All the guys last year talked about him and I remembered that the guys said at football practice he peed in some field but I wasn't going to say that's how I heard of him.copyright protection115ＰＥＮＡＮＡNMPykJhooJns188.8.131.52da2