Like any other girl I just wanted to start high school and fit in, have friends, be happy.
Unlike most of the other girls I was coming from a small country school and integrating into a city high school. I was into horses, motorbikes, hockey,camping, tree climbing,running around barefoot, dirt and knowing everyone by name.
High school was a half an hour bus trip from the bottom of the snaking hill road our farm sat on. I had to be dropped down the hill by my mother, before she took off for work in the little town, close to home, in the opposite direction.I had picked a school in the city as I wanted bigger things. I was good at my schoolwork, I was an area representative hockey player, I had an all round excellence award for top marks in all fields as a school leaver heading off for high school, I wanted a school where I was going to get pushed and meet new people.
The first day I got on the bus in my uniform I was nervous but excited, and for some reason it was the day I decided to take notice of boys. I had never noticed them before.
After I arrived at the back gates of my new school I had to wander in with the rest of the busload. Fortunately I had made some friends on the bus and I wasn't alone, unfortunately they had discovered boys before me and knew one with a car who was meeting them at the back gate bus drop off.
Chris was very nice looking. He had this charm to top off his dark hair and model like facial features. He wasn't a body, he was a little bit too tall for how thin he was, although I never really noticed anything past his charm. I wasn't used to boys doing anything other than pushing me over, driving there dirt bike at me, telling me I was annoying or picking me for a softball team 'because I was the only girl that was kind of like a boy', so obviously when this boy came over and asked what was my name I was hooked. Sad, very sad I know. You have to remember no guy had ever given me a look the way Chris could...or any flirty look.
That day I learnt 2 things; 1. Smoking isn't something I enjoyed strait away but I was good at bum puffing without looking like I was bum puffing, and 2. I was in love with Chris and as long as he wanted to see me I would do whatever I could to see him.
I made it into my new school that day and did my work. I wasn't late to a single class and didn't say a word. I became the quiet good girl to the friends I made in my stream classes. What they didn't know I actually was the girl quietly thinking wicked thoughts as the teacher blabbed on about god knows what.
This was the first step on my becoming skrewed...Meeting Chris
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