I'm sixteen as of the moment and I'm a junior. Oh the glory days of being an eleventh grader. Ha! Who am I kidding, I have no feelings of excitement for my junior year. It's the first day and I already know what I'm in for. I've been in this god forsaken program for two years now and it hasn't gotten any easier. Sure sophomore year was a little less hard but that's only cause I...wait no all of us got used to how things worked in the IB program. IB of course stands for International Bacculeareate. It's a program for basically parents who want to ruin their children's lives by putting them in there. I'm just messing really, sure you can look at it from that point, but it's a program for people who want to challenge themselves in their education. The classes are structured around college courses. So yes! It's basically college dumbed down to a high school level but still just as hard. Anyways, back to what I was saying, sophomore year was a bit of a blur to me. I really don't know why but it doesn't matter all that much anyways, as long as I made the grades that has put me where I am now. Although I must say that the summer before my junior year was not so much a blur. It was painted clear on my mind as I sat in my homeroom class partially listening for my name to be called so that I could receive my schedule and see what I'm in for this year. I tried pushing the thoughts of my summer aside but they kept popping back up as if the events of that specific day had just happened yesterday. Was it wrong that I had kept a secret like that for so long, that it started weighing me down more and more as a day would end and a new one started? The secret was now out and amongst the many people who knew me or my family, only a select few knew all of what happened. "Adalia..." I looked up and watched the face of my teacher as she stared at my lastname. The lines of struggle was etched across her forehead as she tried to figure it out in her head. It's "Do-yan-sue-in." "Oh why thank you. Here's your schedule." I got up and walked down the aisle up to her podium and took my schedule out of her hands and said "Thank you." She smiled and nodded her head in reply then looked back down at the role to call out the rest of the names. I stared for but a moment pleading with my eyes for her to look back up and see the pain imprinted upon my face and coursing through my veins mixing amongst my blood. Sadly though, she didn't so I turned around and walked back to my desk masking my desperation for help. I looked about the room and realized I knew no one in the room that I could socialize with, the feeling of being alone hit me and my stomach twisted into knots. I looked down and stared upon the palms of my hands, studying the lines and tracing them with the tip of my finger. My tracings brought up the memories of the dreadful summer. My hands clenched into fists and the room felt hot, I grew tense as those memories drowned everything out. My breathing grew heavier and heavier; I closed my eyes tightly ready for anything terrible to happen. I jumped slightly when I heard a husky voice call my name, "Adalia?" I let out a slight breath of relief and felt myself going back to normal. "Adalia, is that you?" I blinked a few times then turned around to see this boy standing tall behind me. My mind struggled to attach a name to his face but it could not. "Hey Adalia." I stared at him, probably with the word dumbass written all over my face.
"It is you! Don't you remember me?"
I shook my head slowly and finally spoke "No. I'm sorry."
"Oh well I'm Caleb. Does that name jog your memory? By the way are you alright?" "Caleb...Caleb...Caleb...nope I'm sorry I don't recall. Yes, I'm fine. Why do you ask?"
"Caleb Bowan? Because you look a little pale and kind of sick."
"Bowan? Caleb Bowan? The name sounds familiar. Are you new here? Oh and I'm not exactly feeling too well. I guess it's those first day jitters."
"Oh I see. Well I'm somewhat new to Pensacola but not exactly. I am..."
He was cut-off by the teacher announcing his name to get his schedule. He looked up then back at me and said "Be right back." I nodded and gave him a smile. A forced smile that has been plastered on my face everytime I needed people to believe that I was still me and that I was alright. While Caleb was up there getting his schedule and chatting with the teacher, my thoughts started wandering back to summer. My hands clenched into fists once more but I took a deep breath and pushed the thoughts away for now. I can't risk exposing too much. I thought to myself, how lucky I got with Mr. Bowan. If only he knew what I'm going through. Little did Adalia know that she'd be spending time with Caleb much more than she'd expect with a guy. Little did Caleb know that the two of them would become very close and that he'd get caught up in something he really wasn't expecting, especially with him being new and all.
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