Underestimated

chapter 1:first day.

        The morning sun rising from the east,a mixture of yellow & orange sparks of light shining in from my window. After being awake since 1:30 am the mitures of bright light blinded my visona little, enough to make me blink rapedlytill i could see. I looked at the clock; 4:45 am, still much to early to get ready for school, i cringed at the thought. "School, "i said to myself, "why now?" I decided to get up & start geting ready, not that i actuly was ready to think about school.
        This will be my first day of high school, i cringed again. Though i was worried about the rest of the day,i told myself not to worry enough times i realy stoped worrying. I slowly, but surly drifted onto unconsciousness. Next thing i knew, someone was calling my name. It was  a fermilure voice. My mother.It was then i relized it was morning (or atlest the time for me to get out of bed) and she was trying to wake me up.
        "Val? Valeri Williomson get out of bed!" 'I wish you'd quit using my last name!' i thought to myself.
        "I'm up mom," i snapped. I pulled on a thin ivory sweater & jeans, brushed out the tangled birdsnest that was my hair, & trudged down the hall to the kichen. Only to find my mother siting at the dining table, looking more tierd then i felt.
        "Morning mom, you okay?" i took in her mood & relized she wouldnt be going to work today. "Want me to pick up some tylonal or soup or somthing after school?" i was sixteen & a lisinced driver after all, i could drive.
        "No,no." she took a long pause to caugh. "I just need to rest, thats all." Her voice cracked, i knew beter then to listen to her.
        "I'll pick you up some cold medison on my way home," i told her absentmindedly. Today would be hard enough with out having to take care of my mother later. I went to my room, got my black school bag & headed to the dark-green truck parked infront of the tan, two bedroom house. I put the key in the ignition, started the car, & drove away from the house,to school. When I arived at the school the parking lot was almost half full. I parked just off the west side of the school (woch is where most of my classes ended up.) I grabed the books i recieved ar oriantation, started towards the school, & locked the car.
        When i walked through the doors of the school there were students everywhere. Afew students imparticularly stood out to me. Luckaly there was to much talking for anyone to notice me looking, or to notice me there at all for that mater. I continude to lool at the strange people around me. I relized half way down the hall someone was calling my name. "Valeri!" I heard someone squeal, "wait up!" I walked towards the voice because i knew the voice.
        "Hey, Gwen." Even i could hear how dull my voice was.
        "Can you beleave we're in high school?!" Gwen's one of my best friends, but she's always been realy up-beat & hyper. Two things of wich I'm not. But she understands me, beter then my mom even...And then there's keeth. He's probley the most important person in the world to me, next to my mom ofcourse.
        He's had a crush on me since we became friends in fith grade. And he has nointention of giving up on me even though I've made a clear point that we're just friends, he thinks i just need time to relize my true feelings for him, and he knows this because i cant just turn him away.
        There's a low chance he's changed over the summer but I'm keeping my hopes high. "Things any beter with Keeth?" Now she was serius, she knew how bad things were, and she knew how stuburn he is when it comes to me.
        "I dont know," I addmitted, "I haven't seen him yet." I let out a long, loud sigh.
        "Think he's any beter?" Her eyes were filled with consern.
        "Probley not," I let out another deep sigh, "it doesn't  hurt to hope so . He may have met someone during the summer and he's just looking for us to tell us a realy long storie all about it." I rolled my eyes sarcasticly.
        "Hey Vee!" Gwen's face went from a smerk to a blank face full of pity."
        "Ugh," i grownd.
        "Sorry." she said, and I know she realy was sorry.
        "S'okay, we can mope later, he's coming." Her face changed into a fake smile. (I knew her act was for Keeth and me.) "Hey," I said with fake inthousiasem, "how was your summer?"
        "Great...long, "he grownd, "but great.' Funny how I knew what he ment by long, he ment, 'long time with out seeing you.' I thought about trying to get that thought out of his head, but i knew it wouldnt help so I went another way completly.
        "Did you do anything exiting?" Gwen knew imedeatly what I was doing, I could see it in her eyes.
        "We'd like to hear all about it." she encoureged, she, like me, could tell he was holding back on story-telling.
        "Nothing realy," he murmured, "that you need to know." he said under his breth,a voice full of pain.
        "Please?" I batted my eyelids, "We realy want to know..." I encoureged.
        "Okay, okay." he said breaking the short silence, "I'll tell you, but dont judge me or yell at me for my desision,okay? I'd realy apresheat you not being mad about this." I looked at him with a confused expretion, "Okay, I wont get mad, no mater what you did,"i thought about that for a moment, "I promise." I vowd.
        "Okay," he took a long pause, "Okay..." Gwen started taping her foot.
        "I havent got all day..." I interupted her venting.
        "Be nice, Keeth seem's upset about what ever it is." He gave me an apreshitive glance. "Please,go on." I encoureged.
        "Well," he begain, "I was tierd of being at home,so," he glanced at me quickly. "I took a walk...and, about a half hour later," he braced himself, "this girl came up to me and started talking, claming she knew me from somewhere." I was amused by this. A flood of questions ran through my mind; Did he go on a date with her? Did he like this girl? Was this the last time he saw her? He saw my expretion and interupted my thoughts.
          "I didnt actuly go out with her," he noted when me and Gwen started towards first hour Bioligy with out him. (We found that all three of us had a simaler scegual). He was seriusly going insain if he thought I was je- I couldnt even think the word.
          "I knew you'd get mad, I shouldn't  have told you, I shouldn't even have talked to- " I put my hand up and cut him off.
          "Keeth," I shook my head, "if you think I was jellus then I think you're going biserk, I think I made a prity clear statement before we're just friends." I regreted the words as soon as I said them. "I'm sorry." I said although I knew it wouldn't help.
          "For?" he asked astonished.
          "I'm sorry. I yelled, I was such a jerk I didn't mean- " this time, he cut me off.
          "If you think you have anything to apoligise for then you are entierly mistaken," he said in a casual tone of voice, "you have aright to vent, but about me, Dont you dare put any guilt on yourself." he held out his hand for my bag, we were at the classroom door now. I gave up and let him take it, this pleased him. I ignored the way his face lit up with exitment when I aloud him to do things like that.
            "You okay?" He asked not enjoying my silence.
            "That depends." I retarted.
            "On?" He asked anxiously.
            "Are you okay? I asked, I knew he'd understand the meaning of the question. Despite all the bickering, he chuckled. "Yes," he paused, "ready to start school?" he asked as if there was never a fight.
            "No," I grownd," lets just get it over with."
            "You guys can't fight any longer then ten minets, god knows what it would be like if you two god in a real fight!" she laghed.
            "Ya." was all I could manege to say.
            "I dont plan on finding out." Keeth said sudenly. We sat in the back, it was just Gwen, Keeth, and me. None of us knew any one else in the class. Afew of the strange looking kids I saw in the hall were in the class, ocasionaly eyeing me.I knew it was out of curiosity, but whats so intresting about me? I wonderd, there  isn't anything special about me.
            The tall, slender, but somewhat still museled boy at the far side of the room gritted his teeth. What is his problem? I wonderd. He hasn't talked to anyone all class. I didnt pay attention to the teacher- Mr. Kinller- all he talked about was the new school year and what we can make of it. I could tell I wouldn't like this teacher.
          And I was relieved to hear the bell at the end of class, but as for Keeth...Well, he's not in my English class, and i saw his expretion when the bell rang. He was torn just by the thought of leaving me, and now, when he actuly had to leave me after not seeing me all summer, he was heart broken.
          "See you in Algebra?" Keeth ased, there was so much agony in his eyes I wasn't sure I could leave him.
          "Ofcoures, and I"ll see you at lunch right?" His face glowed with amazment.
          "Dont have to askme twice," he muttered.
          "I'll  see you as soon as I can, I promise." He sighed and gave me a parting glance. "See ya later Vee." And he walked away, I was at my second class now. I walked in, knowing Gwen would be waiting, anxious to hear every detail of the conversation I'd just had with Keeth. With him, every word is important. I walked toward the table Gwen was siting at, bracing myself for a conversation I didn't want to have.
          "I'm hurting him." I said when I reached the table she was siting at.
          "What do you mean?" she asked aloud, I almost wished she wouldn't have asked.
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