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By this time in the year I knew the school in the my life sucks, and now it sucks here to kinda way. My classes are advanced and the people I’m friends with aren't helping very much; some of them are hurting my cause. So much for the it’s high school I’ll have a fresh new start it’ll be the best. My life is a chaotic mess and a half with barely passing grades I did not plan it out for it to be this way. I gave a long sigh as I spun my locker combination to open my locker. I then pushed up on the button to open the locker grabbing the books and materials I needed for the next class.
“Hey Abree!” A girl with a deep voice hollered into my ear while crashing into my back for a “bear hug”, but it was more like a suffocation hold.
“Riley, Hi” My small voice strained with a slight irritation as I tried to escape her iron hold. Hugs were always uncomfortable for me, since growing up I never had much physical contact with other people. I hated people in my personal space.
“Guess what?” Riley shouted as she straightened up proudly as if she had accomplished the impossible.
“What?” I strained to say still bound within her hug.
“I found a new slash old friend today! I can’t wait for you to meet him. I invited him to have lunch with our group.” Riley beamed with her one million dollar smile.
“Who is he?” I questioned while continuing to try to slip from her hold.
“You’ll see!” Riley yelled as she finally had let me go only to push me into the direction of the hallway door with one hand and slamming my locker closed with the other. I cringed as I heard the magnets fall within my locker that was going to be a mess and a half.“Lets go. You can go ahead to the group and I’ll go find him.”
I walked out the front doors of the school towards my usual lunch group. I sat in my usual spot taking my backpack from my back placing it into my lap hugging it close to me. I gave a slight nod to a dark skinned girl named Stacy who gave a grunt in return before diverting her attention back to her food. I then turned to my right to peer at the picture a curly haired girl named Rose was sketching. Rose was a true artist who devoted as much time to her craft as she possibly could and I had admired her for it for quite some time. It hadn't been long until I saw Riley approach with the person she told me about just minutes before.
“Guys this is Kenton.” Riley said while gesturing to the boy. “Kenton, this is our group. This girl you met earlier is Rose, that over there is Stacy, and this person right here is Abree.”
The moment my name was said was when I waved with a small smile gracing my lips. He was kinda cute to be perfectly honest, but I shouldn't think of those things now. The longer I looked at him the more I wanted to try and find out who he was. My thoughts were cut short when my stomach gave a loud growl of hunger. My face turned completely red from embarrassment, so I ducked behind my backpack hoping no one would notice.