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embarkation2013-09-28 11:19 am
inmymemorylocked) wrote in embarkation2013-09-28 11:19 am
first day {au teen verse for ahintofapple}
Myka dropped her backpack off her shoulder, sliding into the safety of her desk. The bell wasn't due to ring for another few minutes, and she was the first in the classroom which wasn't an oddity by any means.
So far, the first day of her junior year was passing the same as the rest of her high school career had. Uneventful, uninteresting, unnoticed. The only high point of her day had been wolfing down lunch so she could slip into the library and check out her first three books of the year.
Her brand new backpack bulging with her new book acquisitions - both of the academic and fictional variety - and wrestled out her English notebook. The warning bell rang, tinny in the small almost empty room and that was when the other students started to pour in. The jocks, tossing a football over the length of the room and nearly knocking over a globe perched on a shelf. The cheerleaders came in next, flirting with the jocks and making faces at the band geeks and weird theatre kids that wandered in soon after.
Myka's eyes scanned the door, waiting for the appearance of Kurt Smoller - the dreamboat captain of the football team. She already received his name in the tutor pool for math and she knew they had English together. Spotting him coming through the door, she tried to smooth her unruly curls in case his gaze crossed hers. His eyes seemed to move in her direction and her breath caught in her through - until he turned to the brunette who came into the door behind him.
The girl must have been new and she was gorgeous. Dark hair that wasn't unlike Myka's, except for how silky it was, falling in glorious waves over her shoulders. Kurt said something to her and laughed in that hearty, jock kind of way he did that usually made Myka's heart do strange things in her chest, but she was so completely distracted by the new girl that she didn't even notice.
The final bell rang through the classroom and Myka's jumped, dropping her eyes down to her notebook on her desk.
So far, the first day of her junior year was passing the same as the rest of her high school career had. Uneventful, uninteresting, unnoticed. The only high point of her day had been wolfing down lunch so she could slip into the library and check out her first three books of the year.
Her brand new backpack bulging with her new book acquisitions - both of the academic and fictional variety - and wrestled out her English notebook. The warning bell rang, tinny in the small almost empty room and that was when the other students started to pour in. The jocks, tossing a football over the length of the room and nearly knocking over a globe perched on a shelf. The cheerleaders came in next, flirting with the jocks and making faces at the band geeks and weird theatre kids that wandered in soon after.
Myka's eyes scanned the door, waiting for the appearance of Kurt Smoller - the dreamboat captain of the football team. She already received his name in the tutor pool for math and she knew they had English together. Spotting him coming through the door, she tried to smooth her unruly curls in case his gaze crossed hers. His eyes seemed to move in her direction and her breath caught in her through - until he turned to the brunette who came into the door behind him.
The girl must have been new and she was gorgeous. Dark hair that wasn't unlike Myka's, except for how silky it was, falling in glorious waves over her shoulders. Kurt said something to her and laughed in that hearty, jock kind of way he did that usually made Myka's heart do strange things in her chest, but she was so completely distracted by the new girl that she didn't even notice.
The final bell rang through the classroom and Myka's jumped, dropping her eyes down to her notebook on her desk.