The "High School Experience"

I can honestly say I am not scared to go into High School. It is August 7 and I am brushing my hair in my bathroom. I apply a final splash of hairspray to my teased hair and go downstairs. My parents had already left for work and left me a note, -Good luck in high school today sweetie!- I sigh and grab my backpack. Perfect timing, I hear the doorbell ring; I wrap the straps around my shoulders and walk up to the door. Opening it, I see Andy, my best guy friend and he smiles at me. “You look great KitKat! Are you ready for high school?” Andy says as he wraps my waist with a hug. I swear that sometimes we act like some couple! I giggle and he lets me go, I nod yes and we start walking out of my house. I look back, close the door, and lock it. I look back forward and start walking with Andy to the bus stop. We stand there and see some other students, the majority of them looked to be juniors. “Hey look freshmen!” I hear one of them say, he looks like a jock. I make eye contact with him and he smirks at me. “He your boyfriend girl?” The jock asks and I blush. I quietly say no and turn my head forward again. I hear a chorus of laughter and I see the same guy walk up to me. I look at Andy nervously; he just smiles at me and gives my hand a reassuring squeeze. I weakly smile back and look in front of me as I see the jock start to get close to me. I shrink into Andy’s side and I see Andy start to leer protectively over me. “Why you standing like that man? After all she isn’t your girlfriend.” Jockie says as Andy starts to stand in between the Junior and me. I hear Andy’s deep voice say, “So? That doesn’t mean I can’t protect her from pricks like you.” I smile and thank god I met him in 4th grade. The jock lightly pushes Andy’s shoulder. “What is wrong with you man? You are just blocking my game, I can easily take you down.” Jock says and I hear laughs from the other boys here. I glare at them from behind Andy’s back and they stop laughing. Andy says nothing, just grabs both my hands and pushes my body completely behind him. He lets go of one of my hands as he says deeply, ”If you ever lay one finger on Kirsten, even just breathe too hard on her I will send you to the hospital, if you’re lucky.” I flinch at his last words and he squeezes my hand again. Finally the bus gets here and pulls to a stop in front of us. The jock turns and glances back, “well I can assure you, if you attempt to ‘send me to the hospital’ you won’t come out so well, bud.” With that he walks back to his friends and they all pile onto the bus. Andy and I slowly walk onto the bus together and find a seat near the middle of the bus. It was so loud here and I could barely hear Andy even though he was right next to me. We had to practically yell our whole conversation at eachother. “Are you okay KitKat? They were just being pricks believe me. They think they are cool, just wait until they make a wrong move on you. They will truly regret it I swear.” Andy says. I blush and look down, I yell back “Thank you Andy, I really do appreciate it, truly. I am sure having high school together will be easier then alone.” We stop at our high school. Everyone starts to pile off and Andy and I stick back until we see the Jocks a good distance away. We get off together and thank the bus driver. I adjust my batman shirt as we walk to the front office. Andy and I need to grab our schedules and get to our first class. I receive my schedule and glance it over, Science is first of course. Andy grabs his and we compare schedules, we share 5/8 of the periods, thank god. The only classes we don’t have together are Spanish, English, and PE. I sigh in relief when I realize we have the same classes before lunch, the rest we have separately. We walk out into the hallway to find the science class room. We find it after the second bell rings. Of course we are late to our first class, we both sigh heavily before entering the classroom. “Hello class, I am Mr.Iero, and this is Sci…Well hello late starters, were you making out in the hallway or something?” I hear Mr.Iero say as we get through the door. I blush and we both say were not together quietly. “Well, thankfully for you, there are two open chairs for your lab desk in the back.” Mr.Iero says. We smile at him and walk to our new desk. “As I was saying before…” Mr.Iero drags on through the 45 minutes before the bell rings. “Remember, your syllabus is due tomorrow!” Mr.Iero says before everyone reaches the door. I sigh and look up at Andy, he smiles down at me and we attempt to find our next class, Drama. I always loved Drama class, I was stoked when Andy agreed to choose it as one of his electives. We walk into the auditorium and approach the well lit stage. Some kids were there as well, about 5 of them seemed like they have been in drama for a while. We sit down with the rest of the students and the 2nd bell rings. I see a thicker woman come into the room through the entrance doors, we hear her booming voice cut through the chit chat between the students, ”Welcome children, if you don’t know me, I am Mrs.Barry you may call me home dog, swizzle, Mrs.B, Bee, etc. Just stay slightly respectful. In this class we have fun, you can curse if you please I honestly don’t care, and lets stir up some drama in this class!” Mrs.Barry’s final words echo through the room “Please stand up if this is your first time in any type of drama class please.” Andy is the only one to stand up, he pleads with his eyes to not be alone and I stand up as well. “What are your names?” Mrs.Barry booms across the room, she still stands in the back of the large auditorium. I introduce myself first to try to show Andy you needed to project, “I am Kirsten Walle, although I prefer to be called KitKat.” I say using all my power. I look at Andy as he begins to introduce himself, “I am Andy Biersack, you can call me Andy I assume.” He says deeply and as loudly as I did, I was surprised, was this really his first experience in this kind of class? We sit back down after Mrs.Barry explains how the class works, blah, blah, blah. The class goes by quickly and we finally get to go to our next class, Math, I absolutely dread math! I have never enjoyed it and have never been good at it. Andy, however is the complete opposite somehow he is actually rather good at math. He has always had an A in math, he would be in honors but I pleaded for him not to apply for the testing. He agreed and enrolled in the same class levels as I did. We got there earlier then the majority of the other students and decided on seats next to each other in the back right corner. The teacher glanced up from his computer after hearing the seats move against the floor as we sat down. The teacher clicked something and stood up. More students piled in and the teacher sribbled his name on the whiteboard at the front of the room, it read Mr.Ray. “Hello class, I am Mr.Ray and as you hopefully know this is math class.” He continued to explain the details of his class before we started on a lesson. It was some stupid crap on triangles and stuff, I wrote a few examples then began to aimlessly doodle. I guess it is apparent why I never did well in math. The period dragged on before me and Andy had to go to our final class together before lunch, History Class. I did ok in history as did Andy but it was never a subject I focused that hard on. We walked in and see a 40-year-old man at his desk, Mr. Plaid, interesting name. The desks were arranged in pairs and Andy and I immediately sat next to each other. So far, we had little drama in our actual school day, not including this morning. More students arrived and soon Mr. Plaid talked on about what we will learn this year and finally the class was over. I felt kind of nervous, after all we were new here and had to find a place to sit. Both Andy and I had decided to get school lunches. I heard they were rather good and they made their own pizza here. As all the students crowded into the cafeteria Andy and I joined the lunch line. We hadn’t talked much today I think we both felt awkward about what had happened this morning and people thinking we were together. “So how is your first day love birds?” I hear a too familiar voice day from behind Andy. “Why can’t you fucking leave us alone? We aren’t together okay? Kirsten is just my friend!” Andy says in retaliation to the jock standing behind him. We were still pretty far from the front of the line and it was definitely not moving fast. I knew it would be a long conversation. “Is she your little whore, huh? Haha, friends with benefits, anything exciting?” He asks jokingly and I feel my cheeks turn bright red. Andy grabs my hand to comfort me, he always did that when someone made fun of me. “See? Holding her hand you two are so together…” he says as he snickers at us. I finally boil over, rage seething in my belly. I turn and grit my teeth, squeezing Andy’s hand I finally stand up for myself. “Hey asshole…

Notes

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