Chapter 1

"All the new Learners must make their way into the school Hall to be allocated to their form classes *THANK YOU*"

I sighed with relief as I headed to the hall. Many students got inside. Anxiety kicked in. You know, the feeling of being anxious and paranoid about not knowing anyone amongst a large crowd. Being uptight and all, yep that's it. That's exactly how I was feeling.

I was lucky to have gotten accepted to Uphill High School. Usually no learner is able to change schools after their 10th grade. Thats how things are in this country.

After about two hours of waiting. I finally get to the front of the line. I bend over and look for my name on the cluster of papers on the table then leave my signature on the yellow sheets.

Names:Monica Stephan Williams

Grade division: 12A

Subjects:-Physics

-Mathematics

-English (Advanced)

-Information technology

-Biology

-Life Orientation

-Spanish.

Time table...

"Welcome to Uphill High School... Oh you're a senior, 12th grade?" The lady with a neat, formal dress code, a messy bun, under eye bags with a smile and an expression of confusion I couldn't quite register said.

"Yes ma'am and thank you. Have a good day. I hope you get some sleep when you get home. You look a bit tired.", I replied followed by a warm smile as I took a step away. I heard that they overwork the staff here.

"These aren't eye bags under my eyes it's eyeshadow.",She hissed.

"Oh sorry... I didn't mean to, bye! Have a good day. Again!"

The awkwardness when I heard her say that, was up to my neck.

As I walked down the staircases, in my head rang the number 253, my form class.

While roaming around the school like a lost puppy. I meet someone.

"Hy...--"

"Hi. You're new?" He continued

"Yeah. Could you please direct me to room 253...",I checked my sheet to confirm.

"Mrs With-"

"Mrs Witherspoon?", He finished.

"Yes her."

"Uhmm you left it 3 blocks up from here on your left, up the stairs and pass one room to your right."he replied with a sincere smile.

"What!? So much for thinking I was heading in the right direction. "

"Relax, let's go together. If you think your situation is bad wait till you hear mine..." He paused for a moment before he continued. "When I started my 8th grade here I walked into the girls toilets thinking that's where my class was."

Laughter came upon me and I couldn't stop.

"Wait, wait wait!" Didn't you look up or on the sides to see if-", I trailed off as I couldn't contain my laughter, then continued " if there were signs or they just don't have signs in this school?"

"They did but that was the problem. I wasn't looking up. My eyes were only fixated at the room number printed on the paper. See, I was supposed to go to room 125 so I saw 122 instead, followed by room 124. There were staircases after and the last door had no sign on it so I just figured that was it and got inside... and the rest is history." He chuckle on that last note.

"Wow, I feel much better... By the way, The last name, 'Witherspoon' sounds like an evil sorcerer from the Harry Potter movie. I hope she isn't like her surname."

"Well you'll have to find out for yourself", he said as he slowed down. "We're here."

"Thanks.", I proceeded to the door.

I faced back in his direction. By then, his back facing me as he walked,"Uh...What is your name again?"

"Wayne."

A quick nod saved the few unspoken words.

I got ready to walk in when all of a sudden the siren went off, marking the end of the morning registration session. I turned around frowning to my next class. The learners walk out of the classes. I keep my head a bit low. I hear rising whistles and blows behind me.

Freaks. I think to myself.

I heard a whisper in my ear, "Hy sexy..." and I felt disgusted at the words. I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder.

"What do you wa-" continued "Oh sorry I thought you were one of the..."

"Nah. It's okay, my name is Melissa. You must be Ste...?"

"Monica"

I continued and said " I shouldn't have said that so harshly."

"Just don't go near the assholes if you still want to keep your heart intact."

"So which subject are you attending to now?"she asks

"Physics with Mr David" I said looking at the time table on the palm of my hand.

" Me too",and she smiles.

So we enter the class and the lesson starts. The siren rings for second and third period then for break.

Melissa and I sat at an empty table at a corner. Just as we're about to settle, my attention was caught by this guy with a blonde brush cut captured with the corner of my eye.

He must be a senior.

"ANNOUNCEMENT PEEPS!! AFTER SCHOOL THERE'LL BE AN OPENING CHILLAS AT WAYNE'S TODAY BE SURE TO TELL WHO EVER YOU SEE BECAUSE ITS ABOUT GOING TO GO DOWN TONIGHT "

Then everyone got excited and started to bang on tables and chairs but I was like "Who's Wayne?"

Melissa said with a glowing smile ,"OMG Wayne is Troy's friend , The Captains of the Rugby Team and every girl dreams of being Wayne's or Troy's girlfriend, but you and Troy could make a cute couple. "

"There is absolutely no way that I could be with a Rugby player and I don't like popular guys they are stuck up and because it's the cliché shit I read about in novels. It's just too obvious... I just don't like them. If we're to have one, I want him to be... mysterious with intellect but not a nerd. "I say

"Okay we'll see about that but please, pretty please go to the party with me tonight here is my number."she took my phone off the table and saved her number before I could say anything.

"But--"

The buzzer rings just before I could even reply. We went back to class and our lessons ended for that day. Melissa walked with me on our way home.

"Don't tell me that you're one of those weird obsessive friends who want to know every single detail of their friends life. Where do you stay?" I joke. But seriously I didn't want to associate myself with dorks.

She laughs and says,"Please! I live on this Street by that house" she points out to a house 5 houses from mine. "I'm so excited about the party , it gets better every year. " She pulls a light punch on my shoulder, but damn her hands were rough.

"I bet. I'll have to convince my mom that I'm going to do this pair work with you and I'm sure she'll want to call and confirm. So if you want me to come you better be reassuring okay?"

"Got it " she says excited her chicks turn pink.