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analyzing my new teacher’s personality traits when I hear a soft pssst . I glance to my right. A boy is trying to get my attention.
    “Hey,” he says.
                I look up to make sure Mr. Williams isn’t looking in our direction.
                “Hey.” I smile.
                “You must be Candra,” he whispers, leaning across the aisle that separates us.
                “Yeah. What’s your name?”
                “I’m Blake.”
                “Nice to meet you, Blake.”
    He’s cute. His height is shorter than most of the guys I’ve seen that day, and his blonde-brown hair wisps over the tops of his ears. But it’s his eyes that catch me off guard. They’re the most brilliant blue I’ve ever seen.
    “My girlfriend, Jana, saw you earlier today and said you looked pretty outcast, so I figured I’d say hey.”
                “Umm…thanks.” Yeah, like that doesn’t make me feel even more awkward.
    “You’ll like her,” he continues. “She’s usually in this class, but she had something to take care of today. She should be here tomorrow.”
    “Oh, cool.”
    That’s the first attempt anyone has made at talking to me all day. He seems like a nice guy. I notice some of the other students listen to us, but turn their attention back to the front of the classroom once our murmured conversation is over.
    Mr. Williams finishes up his lesson, as the students prepare for the final bell to ring.
    I’m glad the day is over. I walk with the drove of students out the side doors and into the parking lot. I stop long enough to take a breath.
    “Candra! Wait up!” someone yells behind me.
                I turn to see Blake jogging in my direction.  
                “So, how’d you like your first day?” he asks.
    “If you subtract the fact that I was late for my first day of school, got called on for an answer in first period, tripped over my own two feet in second period, sat by myself at lunch, fell asleep in third period, only to have my desk smacked with a ruler, then I guess it wasn’t so bad.”
                “Nope, sounds like you’ve had a great first day.” He grins.
    I slide my hands in my pockets. “You know, you’re the first person who’s talked to me all day.”
                His face lights up. “Really?”
                “Yeah, really.”
                He shrugs. “Better than nothing, I guess. The kids here will warm up to you in no time. You seem like a pretty cool girl.”
                “Thanks, Blake.”
                “Hey, don’t mention it.” He blushes. “Well, I have to get home. Do you need a ride or something?”
                “No, I’ll walk. But thanks.”
                “Well, see ya tomorrow then.” He tosses me a wave over his shoulder.
                “Okay.”
    I watch as he vanishes into the sea of cars leaving the parking lot. He’s not exactly what I’d consider a friend just yet, but it’s a start.
    Most of the cars exit the parking lot before I begin walking home. I watch some students lag behind so they can chat with their friends. One girl touches up her lip gloss in the rearview mirror. A couple leans against a car, playing tonsil hockey. A few guys sit on the back of a dilapidated truck, like they’re about to throw a tailgate party.
    I laugh while walking through the parking lot. Today’s been totally nerve-wracking, but it didn’t turn out as bad as I expected.

 

    Chapter Three

    T he next day at school isn’t too bad, either. Jana, Blake’s girlfriend, never shows up. Blake won’t give a reason. He just says she’s “busy,” and talks about her through most of class. I don’t know why, but I’m really anxious to meet her.
    The next thing I know, class is over, and I wait on a bench by the curb for the parking lot to clear out, just in case