Make it a sweet, sweet goodbye
001
I opened my eyes when the sound of my alarm sounded. Rubbing my eyes I roll over to my side to check the clock. It reads 6:05 am, groaning I roll out of the covers and stumble towards the bathroom; I turn the shower on and wait for the water to warm up while I look for my favourite fluffy white towel. I shower quickly, washing my hair and body with my favourite shampoo and shower gel. Stumbling out of the bathroom still half asleep I walk to my closet and search for clothes to wear. Seeing as it’s my first day of junior year in a new school I should make an impression, I grab a pair of red skinnies and my Green Day shirt, dressing quickly. I walk over to my dresser and apply minimum make up; thin layer of eye-liner and a small amount of mascara while letting my red hair dry into its natural waves. Slowly I pull on my beaten up converses, cursing myself for not buying a new pair. Stumbling down the stairs I walk into the kitchen a pick up a slice of toast that was on the island. Noticing the time as 7:01 am, I pick up my car keys and walk out the house, shouting goodbye to anyone still there. I smile at my small Nissan micro in the driveway, I've loved this car ever since I saw it back in England, so when I got my license during the summer, my mum surprised me by having the same car shipped to the states. I jump into the car bringing the engine to life and plugging my iPod in. I smile when Blink 182’s All The Small Things blares throughout the car. I back out of my driveway and start on the drive to school, trying to remember that they drive on the other side of the road in this country.
* * *
I pull up outside of Dulaney High School and quickly find a parking space before navigation myself to the student office where I was apparently meant to be. I walk up to the desk where behind sits a lady in her 50's I would guess. She looks up from the computer with her glasses perched at the end of her nose in a comedic way, she raises her eyebrow in way to signal for me to speak.
“Ermmm I'm the new girl, my names Rebecca Thomas.” I say to the lady with a somewhat nervous tinge to my voice.
“Ahhh Yes, the British girl.” She says with a smile now forming on her face. For a few minutes she shuffles round finding various bits of paper. “Well here’s your class schedule and what now, now let me just find someone to show you around.” She replies handing me a piece of paper before shuffling off somewhere.
A few minutes later she returns with a tall, lanky boy. I quickly glance at the boy taking in his appearance from head to toe. He has skunk like hair that is messed all over the place as if he’s just got out of bed, a Blink 182 t-shirt and black skinny jeans that would probably be too small to fit me. Compared to my 5’2” height, he is like a giant. I go back to staring out the window that’s outside of the office, but soon enough they come over to talk to me.
“Okay Rebecca, this is Jack he will be showing you round for the day.” the receptionist exclaims before walking back towards the desk and continuing on with her work. I quickly pick up my bag and walk out the room glancing at my timetable, taking no notice to the boy following me.
“Hey wait up!” says Jack as he runs to catch up with me; I'm surprised to see that his long legs do not carry him any faster than a normal person. I stand in my spot till he comes face to face with me.
“Hey, ermm you know you don’t have to show me around, this schools not that different to my old school, sure I can find my way.” I say before glancing down at my time table. I look back up with a confused expression realising that there is actually a big difference between this school and my old one.
“Where you from?” asks jack staring at me a little too much. “I may not be the smartest but even I know that’s not an American accent.” The boy explains with a goofy contagious smile on his face. I can’t help but smile back at this adorable boy.
“ I'm from England.” I reply with a smile on my face “also I'm Rebecca by the way.”
“Hi Rebecca, I'm Jack although I'm sure you already know that, and cool I've always wanted to go there!” Jack explains with an amazed tone.
“Okay then Jack and sorry for before, nerves can’t help but make me be a bitch.” I smile weakly.
“No problem.” Replies Jack while taking my timetable out of my hand. “Well looky here, guess who has home room and first period together” smiles Jack before taking my hand and whisking me off to home room.
* * *
I pull up outside of Dulaney High School and quickly find a parking space before navigation myself to the student office where I was apparently meant to be. I walk up to the desk where behind sits a lady in her 50's I would guess. She looks up from the computer with her glasses perched at the end of her nose in a comedic way, she raises her eyebrow in way to signal for me to speak.
“Ermmm I'm the new girl, my names Rebecca Thomas.” I say to the lady with a somewhat nervous tinge to my voice.
“Ahhh Yes, the British girl.” She says with a smile now forming on her face. For a few minutes she shuffles round finding various bits of paper. “Well here’s your class schedule and what now, now let me just find someone to show you around.” She replies handing me a piece of paper before shuffling off somewhere.
A few minutes later she returns with a tall, lanky boy. I quickly glance at the boy taking in his appearance from head to toe. He has skunk like hair that is messed all over the place as if he’s just got out of bed, a Blink 182 t-shirt and black skinny jeans that would probably be too small to fit me. Compared to my 5’2” height, he is like a giant. I go back to staring out the window that’s outside of the office, but soon enough they come over to talk to me.
“Okay Rebecca, this is Jack he will be showing you round for the day.” the receptionist exclaims before walking back towards the desk and continuing on with her work. I quickly pick up my bag and walk out the room glancing at my timetable, taking no notice to the boy following me.
“Hey wait up!” says Jack as he runs to catch up with me; I'm surprised to see that his long legs do not carry him any faster than a normal person. I stand in my spot till he comes face to face with me.
“Hey, ermm you know you don’t have to show me around, this schools not that different to my old school, sure I can find my way.” I say before glancing down at my time table. I look back up with a confused expression realising that there is actually a big difference between this school and my old one.
“Where you from?” asks jack staring at me a little too much. “I may not be the smartest but even I know that’s not an American accent.” The boy explains with a goofy contagious smile on his face. I can’t help but smile back at this adorable boy.
“ I'm from England.” I reply with a smile on my face “also I'm Rebecca by the way.”
“Hi Rebecca, I'm Jack although I'm sure you already know that, and cool I've always wanted to go there!” Jack explains with an amazed tone.
“Okay then Jack and sorry for before, nerves can’t help but make me be a bitch.” I smile weakly.
“No problem.” Replies Jack while taking my timetable out of my hand. “Well looky here, guess who has home room and first period together” smiles Jack before taking my hand and whisking me off to home room.
11/10/13