today and want to talk to them, but won't be able too. Not because they are busy, but because they will not remember me, or just flat out hate me." said Andie while tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.
Meg looked at Andie carefully selecting the words for her response. She knew Andie had been through a lot, but that was last year. Meg felt that it was time for Andie to move on, and that time was now. "If they react like that, then obviously they aren't your real friends. It's a new year. You're getting a fresh start, which many people don't get. So just leave the past in the past. People will know when they see you that you are fine & I doubt they will remember the problem," said Meg before pulling out her cell phone, which was vibrating madly.
"Oh god. She mentioned the problem. People have obviously not forgotten," thought Andie nervously to herself.
Meg and Andie walked to first hour together, and picked seats by each other. Andie scanned the classroom for any familiar faces and correct names to place with them faces. After about five minutes, a sharply dressed young man walked in. Andie thought he was cute. He appeared to be in his early twenties, had a nice tan, gorgeous light brown spiked hair.
"My name is Mr.Pinzien. You can call me sir or Mr.P" he said as he walked around the classroom placing a sheet of paper on each students desk. When he walked to Andie's desk he handed her the paper, and slowly lingered away. Andie had all her focus on Mr.Pinzien, and nothing else seemed to matter.
"Ready to go to second hour," Meg asked while gathering her books.
"Mind if I catch up with you in a bit, I have a question about the assignment" Andie said while slowly getting up from her desk and walking towards the front of the classroom.
Meg looked at Andie carefully selecting the words for her response. She knew Andie had been through a lot, but that was last year. Meg felt that it was time for Andie to move on, and that time was now. "If they react like that, then obviously they aren't your real friends. It's a new year. You're getting a fresh start, which many people don't get. So just leave the past in the past. People will know when they see you that you are fine & I doubt they will remember the problem," said Meg before pulling out her cell phone, which was vibrating madly.
"Oh god. She mentioned the problem. People have obviously not forgotten," thought Andie nervously to herself.
Meg and Andie walked to first hour together, and picked seats by each other. Andie scanned the classroom for any familiar faces and correct names to place with them faces. After about five minutes, a sharply dressed young man walked in. Andie thought he was cute. He appeared to be in his early twenties, had a nice tan, gorgeous light brown spiked hair.
"My name is Mr.Pinzien. You can call me sir or Mr.P" he said as he walked around the classroom placing a sheet of paper on each students desk. When he walked to Andie's desk he handed her the paper, and slowly lingered away. Andie had all her focus on Mr.Pinzien, and nothing else seemed to matter.
"Ready to go to second hour," Meg asked while gathering her books.
"Mind if I catch up with you in a bit, I have a question about the assignment" Andie said while slowly getting up from her desk and walking towards the front of the classroom.