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As all the surrounding kids started to collect their things, I watched the new girl book-it out of the classroom. I place my backpack on my desk and I quickly decide, I needed to talk to her. I am caught off-guard as a kid trips over my shoe, which causes me to stumble back. I fall onto the desk, gripping the edges like glue. The kid just kept walking, as if nothing had happened.
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What kind of person does that?
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I look up and see all the existing students exiting the room, along with Mrs. Dane. I go to grab my backpack, when I realized that it was now lying on the carpeted floor, the contents that used to be inside, scattered everywhere. Notebooks, scrunched-up pieces of paper, and millions of pencils that I never knew existed until now, were now across the ground. I groaned, looking around for my sister, the person who had my back, literally, since the day that I was born. She was nowhere in sight, and I was alone. There was a chill crawling up my spine. I felt my anxiety level start to rise as I picked up my things, and shoved them into my backpack. The unforgiving world, closing in around me, was causing my breathing to get heavier, and heavier with every second. My breaths start to sound closer to a dying heartbeat. As I begin to grasp a notebook, I bring my hands to my face and realize that they are noticeably shaky. Then, something touched my shoulder. A warm sensation climbed through my body.
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“Laura, it’s ok.” The voice stated. It was a soothing-calming voice. It made me believe that things were going to be okay, just by the way he said it. He had a way of conveying all his emotions with his words. I wiped the build-up of tears that were starting to cluster beneath my eyes before I turned to him. It was exactly who I thought it was. His eyes were a deep brown, a color so comforting, that I could just stare at it for hours. I fixed my attention down to my shoes, concentrating on trying to hide my embarrassment.
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“Hey,” He said, grasping my attention once more
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“Don’t beat yourself up.” I just stared at him as he reached his hand up to my face. I suddenly crouched to the ground and started to pick up the clutter.
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There was an awkward moment of silence, as he too knelt, and helped congregate my things.
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“Hey, so, do you want to meet up at my house for the project?” I asked, breaking the silence.
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“Yeah, sure, that sounds great!” He answered, smiling.
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“Cool!” I said while brushing my side-bangs out of my face.
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He then helped me up from the ground, when I felt the urge to say something.
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“Thank you, Stiles. For um- well, um you- thanks. Ok, BYE.” I blurted. He flashed me a warm smile.
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I then sped walked out of the room. I threw all the emotions I was feeling in that classroom, right out the window, because I needed to find that girl. I looked around for a few seconds. I examined the hallway to see a girl with long, light-brown hair, lighter than my own. She was wearing dark jeans and a green jacket. Something just tells me we are going to be friends. The way she was fiddling with the lock on her locker, was the same thing that I did the first day of school, when I couldn’t figure out how to work my locker. The girl was stubbornly yanking the lock, hoping that the metal latch would change its mind, detach, and break free.
“Hi! I can’t even get this right sometimes, so don’t stress! I can show you how to open it, may I see your code?” I asked.
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The girl hesitated, just nodded, and showed her the code on a little slip of paper. I turned the dial on the lock slowly, showing her exactly how to work it open. The lock suddenly clicks, and the latch springs up. The girl smiled, but it didn’t seem quite right.
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“Thanks.” she rejoiced, but her tone didn’t have much enthusiasm.
“I didn’t know how difficult it was to use one of these.”
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“It may surprise you how many people can’t, my favorite thing ever is watching all the creative ways people try to break into their own lockers. We even had a guy from a woodworking class come in here with a chainsaw. The dude was suspended for two whole weeks.” I joked. We both started laughing, but her laugh didn’t seem as genuine as mine. A notification popped up on her phone, displaying the time. I had one minute to get to class.
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“So Stiles and I were wondering if you wanted to meet up at my house after school, so we can start up on the project, is that cool?”
The girl had an uneasy look on her face.
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“I don’t have a car.” she winced
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“That's not a problem!” I stated. “I can ask my aunt if she can drive you too! I’m sure she won't mind, and as long as your parents are okay with it too, of course.”
A look of pain shot through the girl's eyes, but I didn’t know what to do, so I immediately changed the conversation
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“Oh, and your name is Sydney, right?” I asked
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“Yeah, and you’re Laura.” She stated, getting what she needed from the locker, then closing it once again.
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“Ok! Well, I’ll see you in detention. I can give you more details there.” she gave me an awkward smile as I walked away.
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I made it to my class, just before the bell rang.
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“Okay, class, I will be walking around the classroom to double-check and see if you’ve done your homework.” My stomach dropped. Homework had completely slipped my mind.
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“Please turn to page 250 in your books please and work on problems 2, 3, and 5.”
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I scurried through my book, trying to find the homework page. I scribbled down the problems in my notebook and tried to solve them, as fast as I could. When the teacher arrived at my desk, he glanced at my scribbled paper.
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“Your work needs to be neater next time, or you won’t be given credit.” He snapped
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I let out a sigh of relief. The class went by pretty fast because I don’t particularly hate math. But it definitely wasn't the best.
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When the bell rang signaling for lunch, I got up and left my seat. I saw my twin sister, Allison, exiting her class at the same time.
“Oh my god, if it isn’t the one who got herself in-cased in a lunch detention,” she remarked with a sarcastic tone.
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I laughed but rolled my eyes.
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“Hey, at least my boyfriend isn’t a werewolf. That would be super inconvenient, considering that our whole family consists of werewolf hunters."
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“Be quiet.” She hissed, “Hey at least I have a-”
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“Hey, guys!” Scott, my sister’s boyfriend, called. He caught up and put an arm around Allison’s shoulders. I cringed. Scott was a pretty nice guy, but it was weird seeing him with my sister.
“So, are we coming to your house right after school, Allison?” he asked as they continued walking.
“Of course.” my sister replied, shooting him a flirtatious grin.
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“Cool. I guess we’ll have to tell Jackson and Lydia.” Scott replied, rolling his eyes.
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As I was walking, I spotted the lunch detention classroom. I turned around to see Scott whisper something in my sister’s ear and watched her as she began to giggle. I shook my head and walked into the detention classroom, noticing that Sydney, the new girl, was already there.
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