It was 6:30 in the morning and I awoke to the sound of my alarm clock buzzing over and over again. I hate that sound because it means it's time for my first day of school in a new city. I barely got any sleep the night before because I could not stop thinking about today. Attending a new school really makes me apprehensive. I'm kind of shy and it takes me awhile to open up to people. Which, in turn, causes me to have a harder time making friends. Don't get me wrong, I had a great group of friends back in Ohio. I've been friends with them pretty much since the first day of kindergarten. I just don't think sharing a box of animal cookies will help me make friends in high school. Well I better not waste anymore time thinking about what could happen today and just get on with it.

I got up and got in the shower. It would usually not be so easy getting in the bathroom with two brothers around, one of which takes longer than me to get ready. Glen says it's because "It's not easy looking this good." He is quite the cocky one, but I still love him. Anyways, I set my alarm clock to go off earlier than usual, so I could get in the shower before anyone else. I hate being late and I need time to make sure I look great for my first day.

About twenty minutes later my shower was over. I got out and wrapped myself in my towel. It was so steamy I had to wipe the condensation off the bathroom mirror in order to see myself. As I started brushing my teeth someone started knocking on the bathroom door, as if they were going to break through it.

"Spencer hurry up! I need to get in there!" yelled Glen while knocking on the door a couple more times.

Just like clockwork. "I will be out in a minute!" I yelled back, my voice a little muffled because of my mouth full of toothpaste.

Just like I had said I was done in a couple minutes. Ok so I took my sweet time just because Glen was an ass about getting in the bathroom. I opened the door and there he stood, with his arms crossed, tapping his foot on the hardwood floor.

"Finally." he said brushing past me.

I turned around and smiled at him. "Your welcome." Then he shut the door in my face. I shook my head and walked back to my room. I was thankful I had picked out my outfit for today, last night. It's stressful trying to figure out what to wear in the morning. It took me a little while last night, but I had decided on my denim capri pants, a pink colored tank top, and a white, zipper-up, hooded, t-shirt. It was one of those half t-shirts that only goes half-way down my torso, so you can see my tank top underneath. I also had chosen a pair of pink flip flops to match. I always had to have matching flip flops. I just left my hair down because it looks best that way, I think.

Once I was done with my morning rituals I grabbed my book bag from my desk chair and went downstairs. I could smell something tasty being cooked in the kitchen. Mom must have the night shift. She always makes breakfast for us when she doesn't have to work in the morning. As I got closer my nose was telling me it was pancakes... and bacon. I entered the kitchen and saw my Mother cooking pancakes and bacon of course. I was right!

"Good morning Spencer." my Mom said cheerfully, while handing me a plate of food.

My mouth began to water as I grabbed my plate. Pancakes are my favorite breakfast food of all time. "Good morning." I said as I walked into the dining room and sat down in between my brother ,Clay, and my Dad. I began to eat my food like it was going out of style. I didn't even notice that my Dad stopped reading his newspaper, my brother had stopped eating, and they were both just watching me gobble up my food.

"Hungry Spenc?" Clay asked sarcastically.

I paused for a second to swallow some food. "Mmhmm." I nodded. They both just laughed at me. "What I can't help it!" I said defensively, and then began to laugh as well.

Just then Glen walked in. "Whoa Spencer!" He said while sitting down across from me. Here comes another smart remark. "Keep eating like that and you'll be fatter than you already are in no time." he laughed.

I laughed sarcastically. "Wow you're so funny Glen... not!" I replied. We both didn't really mean what we were saying. This is just how our relationship works. Glen was always the one picking on me. I guess that's his way of showing affection.

"You kids might want to stop talking and start eating or you're going to be late for school." My Mom said upon entering the dining room. There she goes again, nagging away.

"Don't worry so much Mom." Glen replied with a hint of irritation.

Then Clay spoke up. "Mom's right. It's going to take us sometime to find our classes seeing as it's a big school, and we've never been there before." Clay was always the practical one. He almost never got in trouble and he gets straight A's. I think he feels he has to be perfect because he is adopted. But I know that doesn't matter to my family. Our parents treat us all equally.

All three of us were finally in the car and on our way to school. This is where I started to get more nervous. Then my cell phone went off, distracting me for a moment. It was a text message from one of my best friends back in Ohio, Scott. "Don't be nervous about your first day Spenc. Miss you!" How does he know me so well? Anyways it made me smile. Okay so he wasn't just one of my best friends. We were a couple for about six months, and I lost my virginity to him. Then my parents told me we were moving, so I broke up with him at the beginning of the summer. To tell you the truth I wasn't so bumped, but he was crushed. I always felt like he liked me more than I liked him. I'm sure he still has feelings for me, but I was over it. His text message did help calm me down though, and before I knew it we were at King High School. Here we go.

Clay immediately got out of the car and ran off to find his classes. "See you guys later."

Glen and I got out of the car as well. I expected Glen to run off like Clay, but instead he surprised me. "Hey if you need anything just let me know?" he said putting a hand on my shoulder.

I looked up at him and smiled. "Thanks Glen." He must know I'm nervous. I guess he does have his good sides.

"Yeah well… you're going to need all the help you can get." he said while giving me a pat on the back like I was one of his buddies. Ouch! He practically made me fall on my face! And just when I thought he was going to be nice for a change.

I saw him walk for a little and then stop, he looked around for a moment, and then started walking again in a different direction. He walked up to the first girl he thought was a "ten", I'm sure, and put his arm around her shoulder. I'm confident I heard him say one of his "smooth pick-up lines" he had been rehearsing in his room before school this morning. That's Glen for you. I laughed a little when the girl walked away and Glen walked after her. At least he's determined.

All the sudden I heard the bell ring. Shit! I must have spaced out for a longer time than I thought. I ran inside hoping my Calculus class would be easy to find. I was wrong. I swear I flew up and down every single hall in that school in a matter of seconds. Ok what room is this... 219? Yes that's it! I got closer and closer, then ran inside and shut the door swiftly. A few seconds later, after I caught my breath, I turned around and noticed everyone starring at me. I think this would be a good time to find a seat.

I started making my way over to an empty seat, with my face as red as a lobster, when I heard a voice. "Excuse me miss!" the teacher said sternly. I stopped dead in my tracks and looked up. "What is your name?"

"Spencer Carlin." I said quietly. Why is everyone still looking at me?

"Speak up please!" Oh shut up you old hag!

I cleared my throat. "Spencer Carlin." I repeated louder. Now if she didn't hear that she better get a hearing aid!

"Spencer Carlin." she repeated to herself while looking down the attendance list. "Oh you must be the new transfer student." she stated.

I nodded. "Yes."

She looked at me with a smile like she knew something I didn't. "Well Ms. Carlin... will you come up to the front of the class please?" she said and waved her hand in a "come-up-here" motion.

Ugh… why? I walked up to the front of the class as the teacher walked over to her closet. I looked at the class and they were all smiling too. What is going on? I looked back over to the teacher and saw her take out a big, dark blue, pointed hat, like a witches hat, and by big I mean gigantic! It must have been two feet tall. Again she walked over to me with a smile. She's really enjoying this isn't she? I hate her already!

"Here you go Spencer." she said standing in front of me and holding the hat up. I took it, and then looked at her to try and figure out if she was joking. What am I suppose to do? I am so not putting this on! Am I... ? Then I got my answer. "Well put it on! I make every student that is late where that for the whole class period. Now put it on and take a seat." she said while walking over to sit at her desk. I reluctantly put it on while my classmates began to laugh and whisper. I walked back to my seat with my head down.

"It's a witch!" I heard a classmate call out and everyone started laughing. Unfortunately, I couldn't figure out who said it. We'll just see who's laughing when they have to wear this effin thing!

As I sat down the teacher began her first day of school rituals. Of course I was too filled with embarrassment to pay any attention. She should have thought about that when she came up with this great plan, for making kids come to class on time. As class went on my classmates stopped looking at me. Finally! I started to look around the room and take it all in. Then all the sudden I heard someone whisper my name.

"Psst! Spencer!" There it is again. I looked around and found where it was coming from. It was a brunette haired girl on my left. But not just any brunette haired girl. She is… wow! Wait... what the hell was that? Wow? Why would I say that about a girl? The teacher must have me so stressed already I can't even think straight. Yeah that's it.

She had medium length, loosely curled hair, with bangs pulled to the side, deep brown eyes with long eyelashes, and a perfect smile that seemed to brighten up the room instantly. She has the body of a model and was wearing a black, spaghetti strap tank top that was quite revealing, if I do say so myself, a denim miniskirt with a pair of black, strap, heels. She has a great body! There I go again not thinking clearly. "Hey don't worry about Mrs. Richards or anyone laughing. She's gotten everyone to wear that hat at one point or another, so don't feel like you're the only one." she smiled reassuringly.

"Thanks a lot." I smiled and started not to feel like a compete loser.

"No problem. Besides you look kinda cute in it." she looked a little surprised by herself after saying that and just laughed it off. I smiled and began to blush. Why am I blushing? What is going on with me today? Whatever it is it really needs to go away. "Oh yeah, my name's Ashley by the way."

"Spencer." I replied cooly.

She laughed a little again. What did I do now? "Yeah I knew that already."

"Oh... right." I remembered the teacher had asked me my name earlier. Nice one Spencer.

Ashley smiled once more and then turned around to start taking notes. I did the same. Before I knew it class was over. I just wanted to get out of the class as fast as I could before I embarrassed myself anymore. I ran up to Mrs. Richards desk and gave her back her hat.

"Thank you Spencer. Don't be late tomorrow." she joked in a sweet voice.

"Oh I won't Mrs. Richards." I replied smiling fakely, and mocking her tone of voice.

I then walked as quickly as possible to the classroom door. Who knows what my next teacher will do to me if I'm late. I was almost home free when suddenly my foot slipped on the floor and I started to fall backwards. My whole body started to tighten as the thought of extreme pain entered my mind. Just as I was about to hit the floor I felt someone grab me, however, it was already too late and we both fell back. As I laid there with someone's leg under me, I paused for a moment at the thought of getting up and having to deal with who ever it was I fell on. Can I just turn back time? I knew I couldn't, so I got to my feet and turned around. Oh no! It's her.

"Are you going to just stand there or are you going to help me up?" she asked. Oh great she's pissed.

She held out her hand, and I grabbed it to help her up. The moment we touched I could feel a tingling sensation run all the way up my arm and down to my toes. I pulled her up with a little more strength than I needed to, and she ended up being just inches from me. We both starred at each other for a minute. I felt as though I wouldn't be able to breath again. The moment was ruined when some guy trying to get out of the classroom bumped into Ashley, causing her to fall into my arms. Wow her skin is really soft. Ugh damn it Spencer, stop that!

"Hey watch it!" Ashley yelled at the guy as she stepped back from me.

I finally snapped out of my trance. "Oh my god Ashley I'm so sorry for falling on you are you ok?" I asked, talking really fast, while picking up Ashley's bag and handing it to her.

"Whoa slow down Spencer. I'm ok. You didn't hurt me or anything so don't worry ok?" she smiled again. Wow this girl is really nice.

"Really? You're not mad?" I might be if I was in her position.

"No it was just an accident. Now if you broke something I might be a little angry." We both laughed and started to walk down the hall together. "You do owe me now though." she said with a serious face.

"Huh?" I asked confused.

"You know, since I was the cushion that broke your fall and everything. I think you owe me something for saving your life." she said jokingly.

I laughed. This girl is funny too. "Ok. So what did you have in mind?" I asked curiously.

"Hhmmm..." she said taping her index finger on her chin, pretending to be deep in thought. She definitely has a good personality. "How about you buy me lunch today?"

"Really? That's all I have to do for you after you saved me life?" I asked dramatically.

"I know, I know. It's a lot to ask, but what can I say?" she said joking back. We both started laughing again.

"Well if that's what I have to do then I'll do it." I said acting like it was a lot of work.

Ashley stopped in front of another classroom. "Alright well, this is my next class, so I'll see you at lunch Spencer." she said while walking inside.

"See you later." I said and walked off to my next class.