Ugh. Monday's. Everyone hates Monday's. It's full of nothing but disappointment.

"Like my life since this summer," I thought to myself.

This summer I moved in with my uncle and aunt in Florida when my parents got in a car crash and were killed. Of course, by a drunk driver.

I don't like it here, but maybe that's just cause of my uncle and aunt. They don't care about me at all. And I'm not just exaggerating... they really don't care. They only took me in cause they were told to, and they were also told to enroll me in school for my senior year.

They only feed me and provide the essentials. They never talk to me unless they have to and if I ask to go out of the house their only reply is, " Be back before midnight or we'll beat you. "

They aren't abusive though, they have never laid a finger on me before. They always just leave me be. I don't think they'll actually beat me... right?

On to the topic about school. My first day of high school is today even though the first semester started a few weeks ago. My uncle and aunt neglected the topic until the school called to see if I was still coming in. So they officially enrolled me and today is my first day.

I get dressed into a maroon colored " Nope " shirt that is kinda thin though it doesn't show through, a leather jacket, dark blue jeans, and a pair of black Nike's.

I grab my book bag off of my bed and make sure I have everything I need. I walk to my door and look into my room to try and remember if I'm forgetting anything.

My room is a little on the smallish side. On the left side of my room I have a desk and on it I have a sketchbook, a lamp, and a bunch of art supplies.

On the right side of my room I have my queen sized bed with covers that are blue with all kinds of white designs that almost seem to run forever, and a window that has white blinds covering them.

Lastly, I have a little bin for a trash can next to my desk with a dresser beside it. Pictures of my mom, dad, and my friend from back home with some necklaces. My favorite picture is the one we took on a summer vacation to Disney World when I was 8. It was so fun but very hot.

I shut my bedroom door and walk downstairs to my uncle whispering something to my aunt. Once they know I'm in the room they stop automatically, turning to me.

" You better hurry up before your late. " my uncle tells me with a pleading look to go away.

" Don't worry I'm just walking to the door. "

I sigh as I walk straight pass them, heading out the living room door. My house is two stories but it's not that big. We have 2 bedrooms with 3 baths, a living room, dining room, kitchen, and a office for my uncle.

I walk to my car which is a red Jeep and jump in the car, starting it before taking my phone out of my pocket. I hadn't checked it this morning as I normally do when I first wake up.

2 missed calls from Kylie and 3 new text messages.

I wait for her to pick up her phone when I hear her voice. " Where have you been? I've been trying to call you all morning! "

" I'm sorry Kylie I had to get ready for my first day. "

" Oh yeah your first day is today! I forgot your starting later on. Everyone better be nice to my best friend or I'll throw some hands! "

I'm imagining her mocking herself and throwing her hands around. She's always been the fierce and social one out of us two.

I'm mostly the independent and quiet one unless I'm around my friends.

I laugh " Yep, I know you would. Hey I gotta go or I'll be late. I also have to find my way around the school. "

" Okay, call me when you get home so I can hear about your first day! See ya. "

" See ya Kylie. "

I hang up and pull out of the driveway, making sure I look both ways before heading off to the school.

When I get to the school I park in the students section and surprisingly there was no one outside other then people who are walking in.

" They must not hang outside before school. " I say to myself as I walk out of the car. It was unusual for no one to be hanging around outside in the mornings at my old school, there would be teachers and students everywhere you look.

I walk towards the school and see people looking at me funny.

Yes I'm new don't get your boxers and panties in a twist.

I walk in and immediately see the groups. The jocks in a corner discussing plays, the people who just go to their classes to avoid the halls, people who just stand in the hall and talk, and of course, the popular girls. You could tell by how they flaunt their hair as they walk past everyone, acting like they own the damn place.

I take out my sheet of paper where my schedule lies, seeing my locker number. I notice the lockers are in a sort of letter combination, so I search until I reach the C's.

" C-21...C-22... Aha! C-23. " I say to myself.

I open it and out comes a bunch of papers, flying all around me and over me until they reach the floor. I huff in annoyance as I start to clean out my locker, but I notice the "Queen Bee" staring at me right away as she passes by.

Her two friends who follow her around laugh along with her and walk away from me.

I take one of the pieces of papers and read it.

It was a bunch of worksheets and papers from homework assignments. Taking a closer look I notice the person who owned this locker graduated the year before.

I mutter, "Asshole, leaving everything for someone else to clean up."

I realized the school lets you walk around with your bookbag so for today, I'll carry it with me.

I walk away but as soon as I try a girl practically bumps into me from how quick she was walking.

" Hey! So your the new girl.. I've heard about you."

"Already? Wow, news really circles fast in this place." I say shyly, not realizing someone would be so eager to talk to me. It is my first day, or first ten minutes into this year.

If I have to be at a new school with different people, I don't want to be alone here.

"My name is Jessica, what's yours?" I ask with a small smile.

"Makayla! Would you like to be friends?" She says enthusiastically.

" Of course. " I giggle and shake my head at the sudden question.

" Oh good! I need a girl best friend, all I have i-... "

She was about to finish her sentence when a guy suddenly tackled her in a hug that almost made her fall down.

" Wassup Makayla! Having a good day-... Oh and who are you? " he motions towards me with a smile.

" I'm Jessica, nice to meet you. "

" Ooooh Jessica, I like that name, are you single? " he winked at me flirtatiously, but you could tell he was joking by his playful expression.

" Yes. " I laughed softly, turning to Makayla who narrows her eyes at him.

Welp he seems nice.

" Jackson! No flirting with my friend! Don't pay attention to him. " Makayla whines and punches Jackson's arm.

Makayla is about 5'3 with long black hair that runs to her thighs. She has hazel eyes, black glasses and her face is naturally beautiful. Makeup wouldn't be able to match her beauty.

Jackson is about 5'6 with brown hair and brown eyes, you can tell he works out a little bit by his muscles. I wouldn't let that intimidate you since he seems to be a huge teddy bear.

I laughed at what Makayla said " Jackson your cute but sorry I just now found out your name. "

" It's okay, I was joking! " Jackson exclaimed, taking my schedule out of Makayla's hands to examine it.

" You have 2nd block with Makayla and you have 4th with me. " he says with a smile.

" Oh that's good, I thought I'd be alone today to be honest. " I say with a shy smile. I didn't think I would meet anyone let alone two people who seem very friendly.

I did not wanna be throughout this whole year without any friends. What fun is that? Now I have Makayla and Jackson!

" Not with us. We have lunch with you too so don't worry about that. " Makayla says

This school is separated into 2 semesters. From the first day of school till February 1st they have 4 classes. Right now my schedule goes:

1st block: Math

2nd block: Art

3rd block: Honors English

4th block: History

And then after February 1st I have

1st block: Spanish 3

2nd block: Math pt.2

3rd block: Science

4th block: Free block

I don't have a 4th block next semester because since I have all my credits for all my classes to graduate with an Advanced Diploma. With my Spanish classes, I don't have to have a 4th block.

" Just watch out for Grace, she's an asshole. " Makayla rolls her eyes as she eyes Grace in the corner of her eyes. Jackson looks confused until he spots what she is staring at and nods his head in agreement, "Yeah don't get on her bad side."

" I'm not looking for trouble in my last year in high school. So will do. "

The bell rings signaling to get to class, so they step away from me as I get handed back my schedule.

" Well we'll see you later Jess! " Makayla says

" Bye! " Jackson says and he waves at me and walks away.

Great. I don't know where any of these classes are...

I tried to find my first class but there were no teachers to help me in the halls. What is going on with this school?

" Seriously do none of the teachers here go in the halls?! " I whisper angrily to myself as I'm walking past doors.

I notice there aren't any students in the hallways as I glance at the clock, the minute hand moves to the 12, signaling the start of school. With a ring of the late bell, I curse under my breath.

" Great... late on the first day. "

I walk around for another minute until I find the door that read " F-11 "

I open the door and see a bunch of heads turn towards me.

" Ahhh Miss Meadows, see you weren't looking to be early on your first day. " The teacher says, standing up from her seat to examine me. I felt as if I was a criminal under her gaze, making me shifting in my spot.

" Sorry... " I mumbled.

" Miss please stand in front of the class and introduce yourself. " my teacher said as she directed me where to stand.

I walked to the front of the class, looking at all of my classmates in front of me. " Hello everyone. My name is Jessica Meadows and-... "

I was interrupted when the door slammed open beside me and I saw the pair of eyes who caused it.

" Mate. "