I've never really been one for big crowds...or sticking to a group of people, "friends", for long. I guess I'm pretty much a loner. Though I'm used to it. Never much excitement here. So when I walked into my high school for the first school day of the year I didn't think there would be much excitement either. That is until I realized that nobody was in the school besides me.

Now normally on your first day of school the hallways would be buzzing with chatter and gossip about what had happened over the summer, and there would be tons of hugs between "long lost" friends who hadn't seen each other over the summer break, but this...was just abnormal.

I stared up at the school's clock which read 7:00 and noticed that I was an hour early for school. I mentally slapped myself because for some reason I woke up to a clock reading 8:55 and thought I was extremely late.

I shuffled through my pocket and pulled out my cellphone. Sure enough the time, reading 7:01, flashed inside the school's dimly lit hallways. I had to control myself from flinging the phone into the wall. I was unbearably mad at myself.

Waking up to see that I was late on my first day of school didn't leave me much time to re-check the time on my cellphone. Who knew that my alarm clock would fail me?

I hadn't even brushed my hair let alone brushed my teeth since I had been in such a rush to get to school. I looked like "a dog's dinner" my mother would say.

I thought about walking back to my car and driving to McDonalds' to get some breakfast for once in forever, but I decided not to. I had never liked the breakfast choices at McDonalds anyway.

Instead I walked to the school's library and sat down at a table. I had an hour to kill, which wasn't very much, but at least I could do something productive. I rummaged through my backpack, looking for at least a good novel to read, but I didn't find anything except the standard school supplies that came with the beginning of every school year.

I sighed and sat back in my chair, looking around at all the books, yet having no interest in reading them. I don't know why, but I'm very picky in the books that I read. It's hard to find a book that suits me.

As I was contemplating why I don't like the majority of books in the world, I didn't notice someone entering the library. It took me a minute to register the smell of hair gel coming from the table beside me.

I looked over to see a boy with raven black hair occupied with a book. I tried to see the title, but I couldn't make it out from where I was sitting. Instead of giving up I continued to stare at the book, trying to figure out what the title was from the picture on the front.

"Take a picture it'll last longer." His voice rang out in the almost empty library as he continued to stare down at his book, his eyes moving like a little typewriter.

I blushed, slightly flustered, and stood up so quickly that I knocked over my chair.

He laughed and looked over at me, "Nice."

My blush grew deeper as I picked up my chair, "S-sorry I didn't mean to disturb you."

"You aren't disturbing me...though I think you just disturbed the chair." He continued to laugh as he elegantly bookmarked the page he was on and then carefully placed the book in his backpack.

"Oh...y-yeah." I looked down at the floor as I pretended to straighten out my shirt. My black Tranformers shirt that had a picture of Optimus Prime on it. I'm such a nerd.

He stopped laughing, "Not much of a talker are you?"

As much as I liked the view of my black Transformers shirt, I looked up at him and smiled weakly, "Not really...people don't usually talk to me."

He smiled a heart-warming smile, "That's a shame. You seem like a cool person. A little clutzy, but still cool." For a second I thought he was staring at my shirt to look at how big my boobs were, but then I realized that he was just taking note of what was on it. Especially when he said, "Optimus Prime...that's old school. Gotta admire that."

"It was before my time, but it's still pretty cool." I said as my smile widened.

I don't know how long we talked, but our talk ended too soon. Too soon it ended up being 8:00 and classes would start in ten minutes.

I sighed as the bell rang and frowned, "Well I guess we better leave and go to our exciting classes."

He laughed and flung his backpack over his shoulder, "Yeah...your eleventh grade history class wouldn't be the same without you."

"Right...and I'm sure your twelfth grade english class would deeply miss you." I retorted, laughing softly.

He smiled and walked over to the library's door, "By the way...I'm Daniel...Danny for short."

"My name's Renae." I smiled back as I picked up my backpack.

"Well...I hope to see you around Renae." He winked at me before leaving.

And that...was the most exciting event on the first day of my eleventh grade year in high school.

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I have no idea why I wrote that...I just felt compelled to write something.

I might continue it...but then again...I have no idea what I was writing about.

So...yeah...see you later. Sorry this isn't a real updated blog.

~Chrissy/Carissa