Back to School_(2)

A ray of sun broke through a crevice in my window, shining directly on my face. I covered myself up with the blanket trying to get a few more minutes of sleep.
RING… RING… RING… My alarm clock blared.
“Damn it.” I muttered. It seemed like only a minute ago it was 11:00 p.m.
I checked my alarm clock, hoping I had set the wrong time. No luck. It was 7:30 in the morning and school started forty minutes from now, giving me half an hour to get ready.
“Why do you hate me so much, alarm clock?” I whined, wearily sitting up from bed to turn it off.
It was the first day of eleventh grade and I had mixed feelings about it. My friends were going to be there, and I was excited to see them again. I had been a bit pre-occupied during summer break to hang out with them. But now as the new school year finally rolled around, I was hoping to make up for that lost time.
I considered my social life to be pretty normal. I was an outgoing person, so I had a fair amount of friends at school. I couldn’t say I was that popular, but neither was I unsocial.
My band and I were signing up for this year’s talent show, so if we did well, my social status possibly might change.
However amidst all my plans I had for this year, I wasn’t that thrilled about the whole “run back to school” concept; as bombardment by homework was surely inevitable. And I despised homework, especially since I had so many classes. It was easy to become overwhelmed by it.
I stood up and sauntered my way to the bathroom. I rested my hands on the sink to keep balanced and studied myself in the mirror. My green eyes stared back at me through the glass. I was glad I didn’t look as tired as I felt. The shower would defiantly perk me up, so I began to strip my clothes off.
I had an average body type for my age at seventeen. My uncircumcised cock was around seven inches in length and five inches in girth. I had recently shaved, making it appear even larger than it was.
I adjusted the temperature then stepped in the shower. The cold water instantly woke me up.
I wonder if there will be a lot more new kids this year, I thought. Washington High was a pretty small school. It only had around two-hundred fifty students attending there, and I usually saw more familiar faces every year rather than new ones.
I thought back to my first day there, three years ago. I was sitting in lunch with my friend Michael, who I had just recently met that morning…


“So you’re new here too?” Michael asked me. He picked at his chicken salad with his spoon. It didn’t look that appetizing so I could understand why he didn’t have the eagerness to eat it.
“Yep, went to Richmond last year.” I replied as I popped a few strawberries in my mouth, it was probably the only appealing thing in our lunch.
“Richmond have a lot of cute girls?” He mused.
I chuckled at his question. “Of course… You’re saying there aren’t any cute girls here?”
“Yeah, but this school is so small… It would be awkward bumping into all your ex’s every day.”
I laughed at his remark.
“Anyway”, I said still giggling, “Where did you go?”
“Jefferson.” He replied.
“Oh, so have you… “I trailed off.
A girl had caught my attention; she was walking with two other girls who I figured were her friends.
She was beautiful. Her long, brown hair swayed majestically behind her as she made her way to her seat. Even from where I was sitting at, her striking bright green eyes mesmerized me and I couldn’t help but stare at her. She wore blue skinny jeans that fit tightly against her, along with a stylish, colorful blouse that complemented well with her eyes.
Michael caught what I was staring at and gave me a cheesy grin. “You like her, don’t you?” He teased.
“What’s it to you?” I replied, embarrassed.
“Go talk to her.” He urged me.
“I don’t know…” I replied timidly. I was afraid that I would make a fool of myself on the first day.
From the girl’s expression, it appeared she had forgotten something and started to walk in our direction.
“Alright, if that’s the way you feel.” Michael shrugged, appearing to drop the subject. “Are you done eating? Let’s go find Nick. I think he’s waiting for us to go outside.”
-Nick was my other friend who I met that morning as well.-
I nodded my head and stood up. We had to walk past the girl to get to the exit of the cafeteria. As soon as we were about to cross paths, Michael suddenly pushed me onto her.
“I – I’m so sorry!” I apologized, helping her regain her balance. I was glad we didn’t go spiraling into the tables!
“I d –didn’t mean to bump into you.”
Now as I stood closer to her, I couldn’t believe how attractive she was. She seemed to resemble that “girl next door” type of appearance.
“It’s probably my fault. These heels are killing me.” She replied with a warm smile. Her voice was melodious, putting to shame even the softest and meaningful compositions.
“My friend pushed me and – “I stopped in mid-sentence as I turned to find Michael gone.
“That son of a bitch.” I mumbled. He did this on purpose.
She gazed into my eyes, looking as if she was in search of something inside my cornea. “Are you new here? I don’t think I’ve seen you around.”
“Yeah, I went to Richmond before I came here.” I replied softly. Her eyes seemed to pierce through me as I spoke; making me unaware of the words that escaped my lips.
“My name’s Adriana.” She offered her hand to me.
I seemed to break from a trance by her greeting. “David.” I responded quickly, accepting her handshake. It was a bit awkward greeting such a beautiful girl in this way, it felt too business-like.
“So why were you in such a rush?” Adriana asked.
My mind seemed to blank out.
“Oh… um.” I thought hard trying to remember. “I was looking for a friend of mine.”
“Is that him?” She giggled, pointing to the right of me.
Michael and Nick both were giving me a thumbs up by the doorway.
I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, that’s him.”
She giggled at my expression.
“Well, I’ll see you around. I forgot that I had to give my friend her precious songbook back.” She chuckled. “She’s probably going nuts without it.”
“Sure.” I replied. I wanted to continue the conversation, but I didn’t want to keep her from her task.
She turned back into the direction she was going in, my eyes involuntarily followed her along the way.
What am I doing? I can’t be gawking at someone so obviously in the middle of the lunchroom, I thought.
I continued to the exit in search of Michael – who had disappeared with Nick back into the halls, not sure whether to scold him, or thank him…


I wrapped the towel around my waist and headed back into my room.
Ever since that day, I couldn’t get Adriana out of my head. I didn’t have the nerve to talk to her again though, mostly because we didn’t have one classroom together for the next two years. And to top it off, since that first day, we both didn’t have the same lunch period either. We would see each other in the halls from time to time and give a friendly wave on occasion, but that was all.
I was hoping that this year it would be different. I had enough credits this year to pick the classes that I wanted to take. And whatever class Adriana had, I was to be sure I took.
I slipped into my pair of boxers and jeans. I was struggling to get my shirt on when my dad appeared in the doorway.
“You’re up pretty early.” He commented, surprised.
“I don’t want to be late on my first day of school.” I chuckled.
“Did you eat breakfast yet?”
I shook my head.
“Well, let me know when you’re done eating so we can leave.”
“Okay.” I responded.
I already knew how to drive, but we only had one car and my dad needed it to go to work. Even though the school wasn’t that far, I would be late if I went walking now.
I finished my breakfast a few minutes later then let my dad know I was ready to go.