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Today is Monday. The first day of my freshmen year. Great. I was wishing and praying all summer that I would go by unnoticed. But something inside of me told me I had one hell of a year ahead of me. The disbelief that I was now in high school faded to belief, then to excitement. Now that the day is here, I want to go home and curl up on my bed and nap. I did not want the journey I knew was awaiting me. No it's not the exciting world changing adventure either. More of a drama queen, bitchy rich girls, and a bunch of stuck up guys with only one thing on their mind. Yeah that's right its high school.

The front doors to the newly built high school, for some unknown reason someone thought it would be funny to burn down the school two years ago, were crystal clear and untouched by human hands. It wouldn't stay that way for long though the minute the first bell rings a flood of greasy big and small hands will cover the glass, leaving it a muddle of prints.

The newly planted roses and tree's all aligned in a row leading to the front doors were now dying as the weather got colder and colder. I watched as pedals from the dried up roses floated to the ground landing delicately on the sidewalk, or in a dark brown puddle.
"I see you like to come early too." My thoughts were interrupted.Crap! I knew coming early would draw attention. I shook my head and sat down on a dry bench near a pear tree.
"No, I just didn't want to stay home while everyone else goes into a wild frenzy to get ready for school." I saw his face. Gabriel. He is one of the most popular sophomores at Lewiston high.
"Your house to huh?" He laughed and sat his bag down on the empty space of the bench and took out a book. He thumbed through it a couple of times then pulled out a picture. He studied it for a minute then handed to me looking pleased.
"Try getting ready in the morning with them." I took it surprised to see at least six girls and 4 guys in the picture.
"Are these your brothers and sisters?" I took in the features of all of them. None seemed to resemble Gabe. All were short with dark black or blond hair, the occasional red head, and what looked to be someone with pink hair.
"I guess you could say that." He took the picture back and placed it in his book again.
"I don't think we have met before. Are you a freshmen this year?" He crossed his arms and looked at me.
"Yeah. I am Gage Brown." He smiled and reached out his hand about to introduce himself. No I am getting too friendly. I stood and turned.
"And your Gabe Hunter. No need to introduce yourself, your pretty popular among my friends." I walked up the steps to the crystal clear doors.

Pressing my small sweaty hand against it I left my print on the door. The first one of the year. Lucky me. I pushed it open and went in searching for my first classroom.