The First Time

Standing a few steps away, she inspected her appearance in the full length mirror. Sometimes she liked what she saw, and sometimes she didn’t. As for today? She looked okay. Over an overweight body she wore a black jacket, black athletic pants, and a T-Shirt. The day was special, but she didn’t want to look like she was paying extra attention. She didn’t want to be that girl, the one who tried too hard to fit in. Sighing, she left the room and went to get into her car.

11:00, nothing special. She talked to Kayla for about an hour, as they both had that much time before their second class. She was glad, because at least she had someone to talk to. The others weren’t so very friendly, but maybe they were just nervous too. The first years, at least. It surprised her that Sam was a first year. She was unbelievably nice, with a pretty smile and a confident way about her.

“Do you have to leave so soon? Let’s have lunch!”

She smiled and said that she couldn’t. It was the first time she was ever asked that.

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