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September 6 Well, my first day at Winterton High wasn't actually half bad. I'm gonna hafta get used to riding a squished, crowded bus, though. It was on the bus, that I saw him. He was sitting by himself towards the back. I stopped to gawk at how amazingly attractive he was. But then, I was shoved into the seat by the person waiting to sit behind me, causing me to spill my possesions all over the floor. I quickly scrambled to pick them up, when a foreign hand reached out and made contact with mine. I looked up to see him gazing down gently at me. Flushed redface , I quickly sat back up in the seat as he picked up the rest of my stuff. "Thanks", I muttered quickly. "You're welcome," he whispered softly. I stared at him. Geesh, good looking and he has a lovely voice. I looked away, and saw that the girl sitting in the seat across from me was eying me suspiciously. The first four periods flashed by like a breeze. He wasn't in any of my first five classes. How dissappointing. I was anxoius to see him at lunch. Hopefully, I would be able to sit with him. My heart sank when I saw him already sitting with his friends. They were laughing, and throwing french fries at each other. I turned to sit at a nearby table. When it was too late, I realized I was sitting across from the same girl who was watching me on the bus. sweatdrop She had super curly, frizzy blondish white hair. It appeared very untamed and it looked like she hardly ever brushed it. Ugh. Her skin was very white, though not whiter than mine. She also had the bluest eyes I'd ever seen. Sitting at this table was very uncomfortable, because the entire time, she glared at me. I decided to finally break the silence. "Your eyes are a very pretty shade of blue", I commented," Do you wear contacts?" "No," she answered briefly, then continued gazing into my eyes. The very mention of it, made me think it was as though she was trying to read my thoughts. eek I was relieved to hear the bell ring. I hurried to gather my things together, then rushed out to my sixth period class. To my utter disappointment, he wasn't in this class either. This is where I met my first friend. Her name is Bethany Rogers. She's an inch or two shorter than me, beautiful, perfect curly brown hair that cascaded down the sides of her beautiful face, and green/ grey eyes that complimented the freckes perfectly bridging her nose. She looked quite athletic, then I later learned that she is on the girl's softball team. I must be honest that I am quite jealous of her. Her body is so full and flawless. I'm litterally a twig standing next to her. "Hi", she said to me ever so casually. "Hey", I said back. "You must be new here, because I don't recognize you", she said, innocently. "I am." "Where are you from?" "Actually, I was home schooled until now", I answered. "Do you have any siblings here?" "Yeah. Brittney Colons." "Oh my gosh! I should have seen it! Now that I think about it, you look exactly like her!" she exclaimed. "We're twins", I replied. "Twins?!"Her jaw dropped to the floor," But her hair is blonde and she's tan. Yours is black and you're pale." Oops. "I dye it", I lied quickly "Wow!", Bethany said, looking quite impressed. "Yeah, and Britt loves to spend lots of time at the beach in the summer", I replied. Now, that is entirely true. "What's your name?" "Whitney." "That's hot! Your names rhyme too. I'm Bethany Rogers", she grinned. "Nice to meet you", I replied, smiling. Her smile totally outdid mine. My last class of the day is Algebra 2(I'm in advanced placement in math. Surprisingly to most people, math is my favorite subject). I was shocked to see him there. He was sitting towards the back, next to the only empty seat left. Of course. stare Though, I gratefully took the opportunity to sit next to him. He looked away as I took my seat, as though he was wondering whether or not to open his mouth and say something. "...Hey...", he said, cautiously. "...Hi", I answered back. There was a long pause before he hesitantly spoke again. "Didn't you sit with me on the bus this morning?", he asked. "Yeah... I did...", I answered "What's your name?" "Whitney Colons." "You're Brittney's sister?!", he asked. By the way he sounded, he was quite shocked eek for reasons of which remained a mystery to me. "Yeah...", I paused," What's your name, again?" "Nathan Brookes", he answered. So THAT'S his name... Nathan Brookes.... heart What a beautiful name... heart Algebra seemed to ooze on forever, not that I minded. But I couldn't help to sneek a peek at hime every five minutes He wasn't in my eight period class either, but I did get to see him on the bus at least. As I was walking to the bus, i spotted that frizzy haired girl sprinting to be the first one on the bus. I had a feeling what she had in mind, so I quickened my pace. Unfortunately, she beat me to our bus, smirked at me, and haughtily made her way towards the back, where Nathan was seated. I watched, horrified, from the front of the bus, as she asked if she could sit with him. mad Surprisingly, I then saw that she wore a sour expression on her face, and slinked father to the back of the bus. I walked to his seat and asked, "May I?" "Of course", he said. A hint of glee was evident in the tone he used. "What was that all about?"' I asked as a seated myself and plopped my bookbag on the floor. "Oh. She wanted to sit with me, but I just told her this seat was saved for someone else.", he smirked "Who is she, anyways?" I asked, innocently. "Her name is Samantha Friztch", Nathan began," She came to this school two years ago. Everyone calls her Frizzie Friztchie, or Frizzle, for short. If you look real carefully at her, you can tell how badly she wants to be in the popular crowd", he shrugged,"There are many theories and gossips about her. Things such as she lives in an old, shotty abandoned house, she practices dark arts, she's a witch, her parents are being held hostage in her basement... ridiculous things like that." My mouth hung open, "Oh, that's awful!" I looked behind me. Big mistake: Samantha
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