Y’know when you wake up in a place that you didn’t fall asleep in, and you get freaked out? And then while you’re freaked out you scream your head off? And then you realize your just hanging off your bed? No? Oh well I do it all the time. And I just so happened to do it this morning. And do you know what this extremely sucktacular morning is? The morning when I start my first day at my new school. And I know what you’re thinking, ‘Oh, well suck it up lots of people have to do it.’. Well you know what? Suck it. I’m not a people person, at all actually, and since I just got situated at my old school, after 7 years, moving sucks. And to this little town of Bangor, Maine nonetheless. All because my mom got transferred. Exciting huh? And now I’m getting up to attend my first day at BHS, or better, Bangor High School. Very original name I might add. Sorry now I’m just being spiteful. But really, would you want to move to a town that doesn’t have a Papa John’s? I didn’t think so. But anyways……

“Isabella Dawn! Get your arse down here this minute! You’re going to be late!” My mom. She yells a lot.

“I’m fricken coming you spaz!” I yell back. I know, I know. Great way to talk to the woman that’s half the reason you’re alive. She acts more like my friend or sister than my mom though, so I guess its okay.

I climbed out of bed and threw my long , black, untamable hair into a ponytail. I looked at my blue eyes, like I do ever morning and decide that they would be 10x better green. But like my mom always says, the grass always looks greener on the other side. I put on my Inigo Montoya shirt and green cargo pants with my black converse. Then after brushing my teeth I ran downstairs and grabbed a brown sugar and cinnamon pop tart. And while all this was happening can you guess what my mom was doing? Yup you got it, screaming her head off for me to hurry up. Gosh. I ran out to my car with my star backpack slung over my shoulder. My “Kiwi Green” Ford Focus hatchback. Yum. All this time I was in a great mood. That was until I pulled into the school parking lot.

The School was average sized, and average looking. A tan color with bricks. I walked into the main office, a small room of a hallway of more offices. I went up to the desk and received my schedule and books from a woman who looked extremely grumpy. I looked at my schedule. At least something was familiar. And my favorite class was first. Awesome.

Schedule:

1st period: Basic Photography

2nd Period: Free Period

3rd period: Chemistry

4th Period: Junior English

5th Period: Lunch

6th Period: Chorus

7th Period: Advanced French

8th Period: Pre-Calculus

‘Now where’s my locker?’ I thought, wandering around until I found it. 534, great, I had a bottom locker. Rawr. I bent down to open my locker. As I was unloading some of my books into my locker, I felt someone come up behind me. He was tall, with shaggy brown hair and green eyes. He had a The Academy Is… t-shirt on, major points and plain blue jeans with green converse.

“Hey, you must be the new kid.” He said with a smile.

“Ya and you are?” I asked, kind of annoyed that this is what I would get all day.

“Oh, sorry, Caleb Waters. I’ve got the locker above yours. Need someone to show you around Bella?” God, his smile is amazing.

“How do you know my name?” I asked, ignoring his other question for the moment.

“It’s on your backpack.”

Wow. Can you say idiot?

Idiot.

Ha-ha, very funny.

“Oh, well then in that case, sure.”

“Great, let’s see your schedule then.” I handed him my schedule and his smile grew wider.

“What?”

“We have all the same classes together except I have band when you have chorus. Now I can have someone pretty help me with my homework.”

I blushed and asked, “Who said I was smart?”

“Your schedule Ms. Advanced French 3.” him and his reading skills. raises fist “Alright off to Photography!” he said in a mock leader voice, linking arms with me.

I laughed a little, and he asked, “So where you from?” “Well, Lancaster, Ohio actually.”

“Really? My uncle lives there. Ever been to King’s Island?”

“Every weekend. The Vortex is my favorite.” I said with an enormous grin.

“Wow, I can tell we will get along just fine.” He said, with a grin bigger than mine.

And we walked into Basic Photography. “Hey Caleb who’s the hottie on your arm?” yelled a red head in the back. “Ya, dude where have you been hiding her?” Said a blonde kid next to him. “You’ll have to excuse the idiots they’ve never been inside a 10 foot radius of a girl that isn’t their mother.” Caleb said with a laugh. “That’s so not true man, you forgot my aunt’s and sisters!” piped up the redhead. I laughed while we walked over and sat next to them.

Caleb pointed to the redhead “This is Sean Matthews, he’s a Class A idiot.”

“And proud of it man.” Sean said with a laugh.

“And this one,” Caleb said pointing at the blonde, “Is my stepbrother Kraig Waters.”

“Hey, don’t worry, you wont catch idiot from Sean.” He said with a chuckle. I giggled. GIGGLED! Ew.

“Ehhem!” The teacher Mr. Headfield said calling attention to the front of the room.

“This is going to be a long day.” I whispered to Caleb. I took his laughter as an agreement.

By lunch I realized that I had found some of the greatest people in BHS, or if you wanted to get technical, they found me. All day they’ve been explaining the “inner workings” of BHS as they saw it.

“There are four lobbies,” Caleb had explained, “Lower A, Upper A, Lower B, and Upper B. Lower B is where all the Goths, emos, and wanna be gangsters hang out. We don’t hang out there. The lockers or A lobbies are where the preps, or the “popular” people hang out. We don’t go there either. The wing closest to the JROTC room is where the ROTC nazi’s hang out. We DEFINITLEY don’t hang out there. We hang out in upper B by the ramps. The school library is up there also.” Now during this speech I gave my appropriate agreeing noises. Y’know, mhm, ya, kay, uh-huh, etc.

“The only reason we hang out there and not by the art rooms is because Sean wanted to be near smart people, just in case some of their genius would float over to him, thus the library.” Kraig said with a laugh. And then the fighting had once again erupted.

Now, all four of us are sitting at one of the 30, 8 seater, round tables in the lunch room. None of us have gotten our food yet because we are waiting for the ginormous line to shrink. After like 7 minutes Sean jumps up and screams “FOOD!” and goes running/skipping to the line. Yup, I already love these people; I mean what sane person wouldn’t?

“Haha, Sean’s such a frickin idiot!” Kraig laughed as we all got up to follow him.

“But he’s a funny idiot.” I said with a chuckle.

“Yes! She thinks I’m the best guys! Let’s runaway and get married babe.” Sean yelled.

“Sorry, Sean.” I responded, “I’m already married to Kraig and we have 3 kids. C’mon honey we don’t have to hide it anymore.”

The look on Sean’s face was so priceless, he didn’t know whether to laugh or not.

Caleb, Kraig, and I started laughing like crazy.

“Sean man, the look on your face? Hilarious. It was even worth you thinking me and this thing were married.” Kraig said.

“Haha, very funny.” I said rolling my eyes.

By now all four of us had grabbed our food and were heading over to pay.

Sitting at the table I finally realized how much food all the guys had. “Holy crap! You guys are pigs!” I yelled.

“No we’re just in style. Everyone knows that eating just a turkey sandwich and Funyons for lunch is so last week.” Caleb said in his best snotty Hollywood fashinista voice.

Wow.

Idiots?

Yes.

My idiots from now on?

Most definitely.

The rest of the day flew by quickly. Turn’s out I only had 3 other classes with all 3 boys. I had Chorus with Sean and Kraig though, so all of my classes were covered. In Pre-Calculus, which as it turns out all us are in, we decided, or they decided to help me unpack after school.

“Seriously guys, this isn’t necessary. I can do it by myself.” I reasoned.

“I bet you can, but how else will we be able to go through your stuff, possibly even your underwear?” Sean rationalized, or in my words crazilized.

“Ya, underwear? Not on your life buddy.”

“Oh well. It was worth a shot I guess.” Sean said with a sigh.

“Dude, your such a perv!” Caleb yelled earning a look from the teacher.

“I know.” Sean whispered.

Oh god. Can you imagine a whole afternoon with these guys?