High School New Friends & New Experiences

Ah, high school. The best and worst times of our life, supposedly. I had been living in the south since I was 8, yet at age 14 I was still a bit of an outcast because I was “different” and not “from here”. Thus is the mentality of the town I grew up in in the south. My freshman year wasn’t too bad, I did have a best friend who liked my same kind of music and understood my sense of humor perfectly. We met the year before in 8th grade middle school. We were psyched to see our class schedules and see how many classes we were going to get together.

“Aww man, there’s no ‘home room’ in high school?” I exclaimed, disappointed because Chris and I always goofed off in home room. We checked eachothers schedules and compared them.

“Damn dude, looks like we only have Science and Lunch together” Chris pointed out. He sounded as disappointed as he could…Chris wasn’t the most emotional kid. He was a ‘burn out child’ as we liked to call him and slightly pick on him because of his hippie parents. Chris didn’t mind though, he was proud to be a burn out child, we all just laughed about it together, no one of course meaning true harm. Chris then noticed “Advanced Chorus” listed on my schedule.

“Dude, advanced chorus? Why the fuck did you choose that?” Chris teased. Truth is I always loved singing, it was awesome fun and I started in 7th grade in school; my chorus teacher noticed my talent quick and put a request in to the high school that I be in the advanced chorus program.

Though, to keep my 14yr old macho appearance I simply replied, “Hey, it’s a class where all I have to do is goof around and I’m surrounded by hot chicks. I’m the smart one” We laughed it off and the bell rang. We went about our day, of course being the first day of school it was all about checking out the new surroundings, teachers, and of course all the hot older high school girls who were well beyond puberty.

Finally it was chorus class. I was surprised to see my same teacher, she apparently would teach at the middle school then drive to the high school to teach both classes. This wasn’t hard to do in such a small town with a population under 15,000. The only discomforting thing was it was only me and two other girls I knew who were put in the advanced chorus class from middle school. Everyone else was a new face and looked at us as if they could smell the ‘freshman’ scent from our skin. I sat in one of the empty seats, looking even more like an outcast since most of the other kids were standing, goofing off or huddled in thier cliques. There was no lesson for the day as the teacher was still trying to learn everyone’s name and make a seating chart, ruffling thru her papers and all together ignoring the class.

“Hey there” an amiable voice called out. When I looked to my right I saw a tall guy, blonde hair which he obviously died as I could tell from the brown facial hair upon his jawline. The 11th grader’s eyes were a striking blue, and while his body wasn’t in perfect shape, it worked for him, looking very broad-chested and seemed to hold himself well, “My name’s Jonathan” he continued and set next to me, “I think I’ve seen you before”. I gave him a confused look and shook my head, “I doubt it, I’m a freshman” I said with almost shame in my voice. “I know that, silly” he perked up. From the way he said silly, i was already getting a vibe from him, that he probably wasn’t some macho jock. He continued, “When you were in middle school chorus you guys did a concert here, before the high school chorus, remember?”

“Oh yeah” I started to remember, “Yeah that’s right; sorry, I didn’t really notice many of the high schoolers”
He gave a smile, “Nah no worries, I only remembered you because I thought you were really cute”.