For me writing is something that comes and goes whenever I want it to. I don't sit down and write when I don't have any inspiration and it takes quite a while for me to write again at the same story. But here I go, I hope I can finish this one =) The bell rings and makes me crazy, it's the first week of a new school year and I'm not enjoying myself. I have changed schools and little did I know that this school was my last one ever. The name is Olivia and I'm a senior at LA High. When I first got myself into this school I didn't know it had a uniform and I was the only one wearing regular clothes. The first day was a disaster, every teacher looked at me like I was a rebel and I was sent to the head misters office in the first class. He was a really nice guy, he understood why I didn't know about the uniform and wrote me a pass for this week and told me that I had to buy a uniform by the end of this week. One problem, I forgot his name and the name of all my teachers, even my classmates names were gone. I just ignored the fact and went on with my life. My first day was rough, nobody talked to me, expect when they had to and they didn't like the fact that I wasn't athletic, LA High was all about sports and I didn't like being active. The whole day I kept to myself, ate by myself and walked home by myself. I didn't notice that I was being watched all day long, by a boy whom later I would see as the last person at my deathbed. Noah Lukes the cutest boy at our school and also the best girl-magnet on this planet. He was secretive and enjoyed staying by himself, too. The girls all thought he was shy, yet I knew that he just didn't give anything for attention, which made girls love him even harder. When I saw him at my house, I hesitated just a second and then called to him. "Hi, is there something wrong?" Stupid, stupid, stupid me. Was that the first thing I could come up with? He looked shocked and started to turn. "Hey, I'm talking to you Noah." Now he looked surprised, how do I know his name? I don't know any of my classmates and his I do know. "Are you Olivia Carmes?" "I certainly am." Oh great now I sound like my grand mother. Perfect, just perfect. "Hi, uhm, I found your wallet in school and wanted to return it to you. So I looked at your ID and came to your house." Oh even more perfect, first day and I lost my wallet already. "Thank you, how can I repay you? Do you want something to drink? Come on in, be my guest." "I really shouldn't." That was the first hint that he ever gave me, the first of many.
