I woke up the next morning at 9:30. I groaned as I got up to go take a shower.
I finished my shower and went down to the kitchen for food, only to find a note on the counter,
Dusti,
I had to go into my new work, they needed my help even though I was supposed to start Monday. I'm sorry that I won't be home all day. I won't be back until late, so I left you some money for food.
Why don't you go out and try to make some friends or go out to the beach.
Lot's of Love,
mom
Great, I have to fend for myself the second day I'm in California. I sure as hell ain't going to the beach or to find friends today. My day will consist of eating, sleeping,and watching TV.
~9:30 PM~
"Dusti! I'm home!" mom called from the bottom of the stairs.
"Hey, mom!" I chirped from the top of the stairs.
"Did you go to the beach or make any friends?"
"Nope."
"Why not?"
"I didn't feel like it."
"Well then, what did you do today?"
"Eat, sleep, watch tv. The usual."
"Okay then. Well, I'm tired. G'night sweetie." She kissed my forehead and went up to her room, I went back up to my room and fell back asleep.
~Monday Morning-First day of school~
"Dustin! Get your ass out of bed!" mom called from my doorway.
"Mom! Shut up! I'm awake!" I yelled back through my pillow.
"You start school in an hour! And I have to go! Now get up!" She pulled my blanket off of me.
"GAH! Fuck you! I'm up, I'm up!" I put my hands up in defeat and walked into my bathroom to shower.
I got dressed in a pair of black ripped skinnys and a metallica tee. I slid on my black converse and headed down to the kitchen, only to find no food on the table for me.
"Fuck you, mom," I mumbled to myself as I pulled the cheerios out of the cupboard.
I ate, put my dirty dishes away, and headed out the door.
As I walked to the school, I saw quite a few groups of kids. Each group pointing and laughing at me, but I didn't give a single fuck.
I walked up to the door but, didn't get far before I ran into somebody.
"Oh, I'm sorry," I said shyly as I looked up to see a pair of beautiful, hazel eyes.
"No problem," He smiled, revealing a pair of amazing dimples. "Are you new here? I don't think I've ever seen you around."
"Uh, yeah," I replied shyly. "I just moved here from Montana."
"Well, welcome to Huntington High, I'm Matt," He slung his arm over my shoulders.
"Dustin," I started. "But I got by either Dusti or May."
"Where did May come from?" He asked as we walked to the office.
"My middle name. Dustin May Spencer."
"That's a beautiful name," He said, I blushed madly.
"Hello there, Mr. Sanders. Why are you here today?" The office attendant asked.
"Hello Mrs. Smith. This is Dustin Spencer. She's new and needs her schedule." Matt told the attendant.
"Ah yes, Miss Spencer. Here you go" She handed me my schedule, locker number, and the combo.
"Thanks," I said.
"Mr. Sanders, please make sure she gets to her locker and classes in one peice." Mrs. Smith told him sternly.
"Yes, Ma'am." He saluted her and led me out of the office.
"Can you explain to me how she knew you so well?" I asked, looking up at him.
"Oh, I've been in a couple fights here. Ended up in the office a coupe times."
"Oh, so you're a tough guy, huh?"
"I guess you could call me that," He looked down at me and winked. "Here's your locker, not too far from mine and my friend Zacky's."
"Oh, sweet,"
He took my schedule out of my hand as I opened up my locker. "You have all your classes with either me or my friends. We have first, third, lunch and sixth together."
"Well, that's good." I closed my locker and followed him to his, where, I would assume was his friend Zack, was waiting.
"Hey, man." He said to his friend. "This is Dustin. She's new."
"Hey Dustin, I'm Zack." Zack introduced.
"Hi," I said back shyly. What the hell is wrong with me? Why am I acting like this?

Notes

ill finish school in a the next chapter
yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay