“And this is your new school…” The principle, “Mr. Dimple” (the nickname I gave him) said as he gave me the tour of my new Wisconsin school. I grumbled in response and then tuned out the rest. My mom hastily explained my rude behavior and apologized for me. I knew I would be scolded later. I looked around my mind wandering.
*Flash-Back*
August 3 1:30 a.m.
“Shhhh!!! Rachel will hear you! Laura, did you do the feather test on her? Alisha, we’re gonna give you Sandra’s phone and we’ll keep in touch through text messages.”
“Tell us when Rachel’s asleep so we can put the peanut butter on her face!!” Laura added quietly as Alisha slipped back into my room.
*End of flash-back*
I tuned in again just as “Mr. Dimple” started explaining the dress code.
“No skirts under your fingertips, no undergarments showing, no straps that are less than 1 in length.
I decided not to embarrass my mom this time and nodded unsmiling. I tuned out once more…
*Flash-Back*
“Hey Kyle!!! Stop throwing food at us!!!” I yelled at the big group of boys above us.
“I’m not throwing anything!!” Kyle yelled back.
“Then tell your friends not to throw anything at us!!!” Melanie yelled.
“Yeah…Mitchell…” I shouted, glaring at Mitchell.
“What?! I swear I’m not throwing anything!!!”He protested. Then something whizzed past my head. I turned, seeing Kyle holding a bag of Oreos in his hand grinning like an idiot, while all around him his friends laughed.
*End of flash-back*
Something caught my eye snapping me out of my flash back. A recognizable face that suddenly turned away just as I saw his face. [Note from azn grl: i wrote this in 7th grade when I liked Nolan Uribe] Was that…Nolan???
“Hey!!! You! Wait up!!” I called out, as I ran to catch up with the person who started sprinting towards the stairs, interrupting the “Mr. Dimple”.
“Nadia! Get back here!” My mom yells. I wave my hand telling her I heard her but I continued running. But he was no longer in front of me. I stopped and looked up and down the hallway but didn’t see him. I sighed heavily and started walking back to my mom. Then I heard a door open quietly, I turned quickly and saw him…Nolan. Time stopped as we both just looked at each other. My heart went ‘ba-bumb, ba-bumb, ba-bumb’. He took a step forward, but then my mom and the principle caught up with me. He turned abruptly and left. I smiled, and apologized to “Mr. Dimple” with a big smile
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