Flash Fiction: The First Day of School

     I walked into the school, the dim lights fluttering off then back on occasionally. I pull the straps of my backpack closer to me and try to become invisible. Although it's the first day of school and no one knows each other, I feel so out of place. The only person I know is that random neighbor boy who came to introduce himself when we moved in a week ago. And I don't even really know him.

     I head to my first class, quietly staring at the ground. I bump into someone and fall to the ground. Did I mention I'm not the most graceful person? "I'm so sorry!" I say quietly.

     "Are you okay?" For the first time I look up. There I am staring into the most gorgeous eyes ever. And then I realize that it's that random neighbor kid. I panic. I was trying to avoid him at all costs.

     "I'm Tyler. You're new right?"

     "Yep." I thank him as he helps me up. I awkwardly point to my classroom. "I should probably go. I need to go get an education."

     He just smiles at me. "Alrighty. See you around." He walks away.

     I'm happy that he's gone. Not that he wasn't nice or anything, I'm just really awkward. I run into class before the bell rings. I close my eyes and sigh. So much for being invisible. But I can't risk anymore confrontations. I don't want to have to move again.

Picture found at: http://www.blogto.com/city/2008/03/high_school_hall_monitors/