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It was just a normal day, at first. I got up, got dressed, went to school, all was normal. The weather was normal, freezing cold, a normal weather day in Wisconsin.
“Kira, it’s cold!” I complained, shivering. The bell rang then, thankfully, so we went inside and dropped off our instruments.
“So, now can you tell me why you and Freddy broke up?” She asked. I rolled my eyes. I’ve told her a million times that I’m not ready to reveal the reason why because it’s a deep and personal secret.
“No, Kira, I’m not. So please stop bugging me about it because I won’t be ready to tell you for a long time.” I said, walking a few paces ahead of her now. I angrily opened my locker and got all my stuff out for my morning classes.
“Mel, we have a WEB meeting today, remember?” Kira said, stopping at my locker. WEB was a program to help the sixth graders adjust to middle school life.
“Oh yeah, did you tell Mr. Wood?” I asked, grabbing my WEB shirt. I was so glad we didn’t have to wear that hideous bright orange shirt all day.
“Yeah, I did. You should go check in with him really quick, though.” She said, walking next to me. I showed him my shirt and he nodded his head, and me and Kira went on our way.
“Of course, the one year that I actually like my flex teacher, I have an excuse to be out of flex. I wish I was in this last year.” I said, rolling my eyes. I hated my flex teacher last year, he was a pervert.
“I know, right?” She said, laughing. The meeting was boring, of course, and finally the bell rang to go to first hour.
“Hey, Padee.” I said as I passed her, and smiled.
“Hey!” She said, smiling back. I walked into the classroom, placed my stuff on my table and went up to Kelly and Kyra.
“Kyra, we have to dissect the crayfish today. Ew.” I said with a disgusted face.
“You’re going to touch it.” She said, laughing.
“Fineeee!” I said, laughing. “What are we going to name it? We already used Steve and Sheldon.” I said, laughing. The bell rang then, so we all sat down.
“Good morning class, your teacher isn’t here today so she put off the dissection until next week.” A young woman said, sitting down at the computer. “Ok, the first thing on her lesson plan is to switch seats. She said you can sit wherever you like.” Everyone got excited then.
“Um, excuse me? I’m new here…” A girl said, quietly coming into the class room. Everyone turned to her direction.
“Oh, what’s your name, hon?” The teacher said, looking at her class agenda.
“Um, Annabelle James.” She said, closing the door behind her. I blinked. She was gorgeous. She had a pretty face, pretty eyes, pretty hair, pretty everything.
“Oh, well, I’m just subbing today, and we’re watching a movie, so you don’t have much to worry about today, Annabelle. We’re picking new seats today, so sit wherever you like.” The teacher said, gesturing for everyone to get up. Everyone paired up and sat where they like, and Kelly asked to sit by me.
“Um, I think I’m going to sit by Annabelle. She looks kind of lonely.” I said, picking up my stuff. “Is that ok?”
“Oh yeah, it’s ok.” She said, going to ask someone else. I walked to the table in the back, where she sat by herself.
“Hi. Do you mind if I sit here?” I asked, smiling. She smiled back.
“No, go ahead.” She said, moving her stuff over. I smiled and blushed a little. She had a British/Australian accent, which I adored on both guys and girls.
“Thanks. I’m Melissa, but you can call me Mel if you want.” I said, smiling and sitting down.
“Oh that’s a cute nickname. I’m Annabelle, but everyone usually calls me Annie.” She said, holding out her hand. I shook it and smiled. “Nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you too. So, you’re new here?” I asked, sitting back in my chair.
“Yup. I’m from Sydney, Australia. My dad got transferred here.” She said, smiling. She had perfectly straight teeth, and now I could really look at her face. She had dark make up on, matched with her dark hair, which was teased similar to how mine was. She had a red and black horizontal striped shirt on, matched with a short, red plaid skirt over black leggings and black converse. She was like my dream girl.
“Oh, that’s cool. So, what is your schedule?” I asked, turning around so it looked like I was watching the movie.
“Um, I haven’t memorized it yet. But here it is.” She said, pulling out a piece of paper with her classes on it. I smiled, because I had every single class with her.
“Well, it looks like you have yourself a tour guide, because I have every single class with you.” I said, smiling.
“Oh, cool! It’s good to have someone that I kind of know in my classes.” She said, putting her schedule back into her folder. “You have band too? What instrument do you play?”
“Oh, I play trumpet. How about you?” I asked, fixing my bangs so that they fell perfectly over my face.
“Oh, me too! Wow, that’s such a coincidence!” She said, laughing. She had a cute laugh, too. The teacher shushed us then, so we were quiet for most of the hour, except for the few instances that we whispered to each other. I already knew that we would end up being really, really close, and I hoped, just hoped, that she was bisexual too, or lesbian. I really liked her, and I hoped that someday she would like me like that too.