Give Me Your Smile

Beginnings have always been something I loved. The beginning of a new year, new season, a new chapter in your life and all of that crap but ever since my pathetic incident everything in my life became cold. I mean I pretty much lack any form of emotion right now. Yeah, that's how bad it was but I'm not really going to delve into that right away.  Let me tell you a little bit, just a tiny bit about myself. So, my name is Alexa Whittier and I'm seventeen years old. I like dissecting animals, mostly insects and small creatures I find in my backyard and I'm homeschooled. I mean that's what I'll tell someone my age but I haven't spoken to anyone my age or around it.  Also, I don't really like socializing, I hardly even talk to my parents, I don't think many teens do. On many occasions, I can be found in my room reading a book or researching advanced technology.

Already seated in the beyond massive principal's office, I can't help but gape.  "Close your mouth darling," my mother says to me as she giggles.  Rolling my eyes I frown but do as I'm told. I hadn't even been listening to what the principal was saying instead my eyes were darting around the place. It was freaking amazing.  Regaining my composure I turn to look at the man in front of me smiling. He was clearly amused by my reaction. Can't blame me, right. I quickly return the smile and give him my full attention.  "Miss Alexa, as your parents and I have already discussed, this will be your new school from now on. Don't worry, this place is basically heaven on earth and I'm sure you would be able to make friends," he says as he smil

 "Let's begin this chapter shall we?"  ......... Grasping the straps of my backpack, I walked into the building oozing as much confidence as I could. Since I always kept a straight face and never really showed any emotion no one could tell how nervous I was. On the inside, I was a wreck. For the first time in my life, I felt...intimidated. Taking a deep breath I keep on walking until I reach the hallway where all the students had their lockers.  I had about five minutes left before my first class would start. My eyes moved from one locker to the next as I searched for the one that had my alphanumeric ID.  I looked at my laminated schedule. It had my locker ID on it. 

After unfolding our papers, we each arrange a seat for ourselves and our students in different parts of the classroom.  I chose a seat at the farthest end of the classroom and sat with my back facing the class. Some of the students had already started coming in and were about to begin their session. I looked at my watch. Twenty minutes had gone by and still, my student hadn't arrived. Already agitated I decide to leave. I'm about to grab my things on the floor beside me when I hear a voice  "I'm so sorry I'm late it's just that I had basketball practice," he says rather out of breath. He must have hurried to get here.  I sat up straight and looked at the student seating in front of me. It was him, the boy I met at the library earlier to

"No," this time I looked Cameron in the eye.  He stared at me for a while, probably contemplating the rejection. A look of hurt flashed across his face but went as soon as it came.  "Okay," he looked at me a slight tick in his jaw. I could tell he wasn't happy but what can I do, say yes? He clenched and unclenched his fist beneath the table. Well, I can't say yes cause I don't want to go with anyone and I definitely don't want to go with him out of pity.  "I'll see you during our tutoring session," he said giving me a curt nod as he stood up from our table and left.  "What did I miss?" Blythe says as she takes a seat between Katana and Geneva handing them their trays of food.