First off this story is 100% true as I know it. It details an important year of my life. Names have or have not been changed. ------------------------------------------------ I got up that morning dreading my day another new school year. I was a junior at my school this year. I had no idea this year would change and shape my life as it did. I got dressed in my classic jeans, black t-shirt, and converse combo I had been rocking since the 8th grade. I pulled my red hair into a pony tail, brush my teeth, and got my brother, Andrew, up. He got dressed and sorta fixed his brown shaggy hair. We got in our grandma car and he drove to the tiny elementary/ junior high/ high school. I was walking down the hall putting all my stuff thus far in the standard locker. I talked to my few friends and avoided those that I could kill. As I was walking to the bathroom i saw someone new in the school system. He noticed me and I became very interested in this person. I knew he was like me from a distance. I also knew he was a teacher. I walked by the classroom he was in. He had walked into the science room. Never before had I wished to take a science class so bad in my life, but I knew he wouldn't be my teacher this year. The day carried on like all fist days. Teachers assigning books and telling you the rules. I could not get this person out of my mind no matter what I did. I talked to my few friends between classes and any that had been in history I asked who the new teacher was. I found out that his name was Mr. Anthony and he was the science teacher and new coach. Lunch time came and I clung to my few friends for dear life. the misfits and outcasts were in my group. I was also the only girl in the group. I sat down at our lunch table. I noticed the new teacher was sitting at the teachers table and he kept glancing at me. I couldn't help but to smile. Lunch ended and I finished classes that day. My least favorite class ended my day, and I didn't know it then but this man would help me survive this speech class with Mrs. Hilton.
The second day of school was the monumental turning point. One single phrase would change my life and that year. The second day started the same as the first it would be this way till May. I walked into the school and shoved more junk into my hyper organized locker. I was and still am an obsessive control freak. All my books were lined up according to period with their respective note books that were close to matching the text book color. As I shut my locker which resided in the "high school hall" I hear and unfamiliar voice saying "hey tell your brother, Troy I said hi. I also like your shirt." I turned around to see who it was and it was Anthony walking down the hall to the science room. I had finally quit thinking about him yesterday now this. My internal thoughts sparked and went insane. I couldn't stop thinking about asking him how he knew my oldest brother who graduated this crap hole school in 2000. I then began thinking did he say that to me so I would talk to him. I had no idea what was going on I had never felt this way about anyone in my life. I even had a boyfriend and he couldn't spark these emotions. After five minutes of psyching myself up I walked to his classroom. Looking down at my converse, my home made green skirt, and my greenday shirt. I made it to his door; I stood on my tip toes because I was short and wanted to see in the little tiny glass window on the wooden door. I saw him sitting at his desk. I looked both ways down the hall to ensure no one was coming and I opened the door. I stepped in and asked "how do you know my brother?" He smiled at me and said "We were in the guards together." At that moment I realized this man was skinny, goofy, had a receding hair line, and probably had the most amazing eyes I had seen in my life. His eyes were brown but they had a different color in them that I couldn't pick out and they seemed to light up when he talked. It took me a minute to respond and I finally asked "so you guys went over seas together?" He said "yes." We continued talking about life, books, and our views on the world. I was so wound up in all he had to say everything was the same things I would say. I also learned he loved rock music and also had a girlfriend. ------------------------------------------------ Sorry the first two days are so long it'll eventually boil down to weeks and then just major events I can remember. I'm trying to figure out how far I should take this to. This man and I are still friends it's been 6 years since we met. I'm not sure if I should take it past my junior year in high school. Let me know what you think
As the days progressed I would spend my time before school started and during lunch hanging out with Anthony. I also found out how to be a terrible sneak during my afternoon classes. The janitor, Marty and the lunch ladies Laura and Peg would help me ditch classes by helping me hide from the school administration. After lunch I had my ag class with my teacher I called the Mullenator because she was freakishly tall and highly irritating considering I knew more about agriculture than her. I would usually just quietly sneak away or tell her I was going to the library. I took this time away from her to hang out with the lunch ladies who usually gave me snacks then I would sneak my way aroud the backside of the school to avoid the administration office and go hang out with Marty. Rarely I would take this time to see Anthony because he had a class. I would only see him during this hour if he asked me to. One time I had snuck from ag class by telling the Mullenator that I was going to the library. I had went to Anthony's class. He had 8th graders in their and he was having a free day. Anthony saw her walk by his classroom toward the library. He instructed the students to open their books not say a word and they wouldn't have homework for the next week. He then told me to hide under his desk and threw his coat over my back. As I sat on the floor under the desk he sat in the chair in front of my and propped his legs on his desk. He looked down at me and told me to be quite and smiled. Just then the Mullenator came into his class asking where I was. He told her he had no idea where I was. The next hour I had English with Stevens. This hour was Anthony's free hour. I had a 97 average in English so I would sit in class long enough to figure out what needed done then I would tell the teacher I was going to the library. After a while she caught on to the fact that I wasn't in the library but my grade was so high she did not care. My last and most hellish hour of the day Mrs. Hiltons class. I liked my classmates but not the teacher. I needed the hour before the class to be with Anthony to calm me down and keep me sane. ******************************************** Next part will focuse on how much this class sucked for me and how helpful Anthony was. I will also focus on all Anthony's free class period when we were alone.