First Days are weird and this wasn't really mine.

I walked into my new junior high with butterflies in my stomach and aware of every step I took that felt so clumsy. I went straight to the office.1

"Uh, I'm a new student here and I was wondering if I could get my schedule?" I inquired of the brown haired woman behind the desk. I noticed she had wrinkles sprinkled across her face. She probably had a hard life, and, like my grandmother, aged with the beauty and grace she was born with.2

I did not like this woman. "The counselors are in a meeting right now. You have to wait until they get out." I blinked as though I had a lash in my eye, and put on my nice voice again.3

"Oh, okay." I turned and sat in the puke gereen chairs that reminded me of a doctors office. In my mind's eye, I could see the graceful brown haired lady stealing chairs from a doctors office. I giggled, attracting some attention from a boy in a green sweater. 4

"Rebecca, are you ready for your first day?" Asked Mrs. Krauss, the eigth grade counselor. I looked away from the cutie in green and to the much less attractive counselor. 5

I'm not saying she was ugly, she was actually okay looking, but compared to green sweater guy, she wasn't much to look at at all.6

"No. Not at all, but here I am..." I stuck out my wrists in a gesture that said 'Take me to jail officer, I'm out of choices by now.'7

I did get a chuckle. Not really a chuckle, becase chuckle always makes me think of a really throaty, deep laugh that comes from a man. So she laughed. Whatever.8

After a meaningless conversation that was -I believe- solely to make me more comfortable -which it did-, she gave me my schedule and shooed me off to first period. 9

I sat there thinking back all of my family relations. My aunt was an eye doctor. My mother a pharmacy technician. My grandpa a telephone fixer guy. And I think one of my distant uncles was a sailor on the Titanic.10

The bell rang, but Mr. A said "Oh, Rebecca, I'm sorry." I gave him a perplexed look.11

"I didn't introduce you to the class, or did you not want to be introduced?" He said nicely. His eyes were the same shade as my older brother's before his turned green.12

"I'm not too hurt that you didn't introduce me."13

"They all know who you are anyways. New students attract attention. But hey, if you need anything, let me know."14

I nodded, and dashed off to find shop class.15

Maybe I could build a Titanic....