i look down at my outfit as i walk in, a baby pink knit sweater with a black skirt, black tights, black leg warmers, and uggs.
i walk through the hallways, looking for my locker.
my eyes scan the lockers until i find mine, number 089.
i open the locker and put my lunch box inside, i fix the straps on my baby pink north face backpack and nod.
"okay.. let's figure this out." i mumble as i pull out my schedule.
i watch as a girl walks up to me, she's wearing a white lace tank top, with a pink cardigan and light blue mom jeans.
"hi, are you the new girl? the new student from paris?" she asks me and i nod my head.
"yes." i say, "ooo i love your accent." she says and i smile.
"thank you!" i say.
"im arianna, but you can call me aria." she says and she reaches her hand out for my to shake it, i take her hand and shake it.
"im adeline." i say and she smiles, "can i see your schedule?" she asks me and i nod.
"sure." i say and she scans over, "okay first you have ap calculus, i have that class too, i can walk you." she says and i follow her to the class.
we both sit down next to eachother, i notice a boy walk in with a group of popular kids.
he has blonde curly hair and blue eyes, my eyes widen and i feel my cheeks turn pink and my heart skip a beat.
"that's walker." aria says as she leans close to my ear.
"o-oh nice." i say and i nod.
"rumor has it he's dating the most popular girl in school, her name is olivia." aria says.
i look around confused, "is she in this class?" i ask and aria shakes her head.
"perhaps, ill tell you if i see her." aria says and i nod.
then i watch as this really pretty girl walks in, she has dark brown curly hair, light brown skin, brown eyes, brown freckles, and she's wearing a long floral shirt with blue overalls and doc martens.
"that's olivia, but some people call her olive." aria says, my eyes widen.
"t- that's his girlfriend??" i ask confused and slightly sad.
"well, might be, all rumors." aria says and i nod.
"hey aria." olivia says as she starts to walk over.
"hi olivia." aria says with a smile, olivia smiles.
"soooo, whose the new girl?" olivia asks as if i'm not here.
"i'm adeline." i say and i smile, "oh you have an accent? are you french?" olivia asks and i nod.
she nods before walking over to walker, and sitting next to him.
"are you two friends?" i ask confused, aria nods.
"honestly, i have no clue.." aria says before shrugging and class starts.
the teacher goes through the list of names, and shows us the math basics we will be learning this semester.
i listen the whole time and take notes, "adeline." aria whispers to me.
"yes?" i whisper back, "can i borrow your notes?" she asks and i nod and give her my notebook.
as i wait for her to finish i find my eyes on walker, admiring every bit of him.
his smile, his nose, his side profile.
and then we make eye contact, my eyes widen and i quickly look away and turn the other way.
"that's the new girl, addison or something with an A." i hear olivia say, "okay." walker responds.
olivia raises her hand and the teacher looks over at her, "yes?" the teacher says, "mrs, we actually have a new student, i think she should introduce herself." olivia says before smiling at me.
my eyes widen, "sure, come on up." the teacher says.
i raise my hand, "do i have to?" i ask and the teacher nods her head.
i walk to the front of the class, "hi, my name is adeline and i moved here from paris, my parents are jacques and emily rose, i do ballet, and i can speak french, obviously." i say and everybody either just stares at me, whisperes, or laughs a little.
"that's enough, thank you adeline." my teacher says, i walk over to my seat.
i look at the board and focus the rest of class.
//after school
i start leaving the school and feel a tap on my back, "hello?" i ask confused and i see aria.
"hey!!" aria says as she starts to walk with me.
"can i have your number so we can hang out soon?" aria asks and i nod, "uh sure." i say before we exchange numbers.
"so what are you doing after school?" she asks and i sigh, "i have ballet class." i say and she nods.
"oh really? where do you go to ballet?" she asks, "i go to the one on main street." i say and she nods.
"nice nice." she says, as we keep walking.
"hey my moms here! by addieeee!" aria says before getting into a light blue jeep.
i keep walking home, once i get home i quickly change into my ballet leotard, tights, shoes, and i do my hair into a bun, i put on a baby pink cardigan and white leg warmers and i grab my ballet bag.
"hey darling, your ballet class starts at 6 and ends around 8, your father will drop you off." my mom says and i nod, i get into my dads white suv.
he drives me to the dance class and drives away quickly after.
as soon as i step in a notice olivia, and walker watching from the audience.
my heart sinks to my stomach as i place my bag down.
"perfect." i say sarcastically.
"everybody! get into position!" my dance teacher yells.
we all do what she asks, and for nearly 2 hours all we can hear is her screaming.
but for those 2 hours, i catch a glance at walker.
soon enough its 8pm and i wait outside for my dad to come.
"hey addison." olivia says with walker right at her side.
"it's adeline." i say, "ohh okay." she says before getting into a very expensive looking car.
Introduction: My name is Mr. See Jast, I am a open, jolly, gorgeous, courageous, inexpensive, friendly, homely person who loves writing and wants to share my knowledge and understanding with you.
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