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This story is based on true events, but I altered like 98% of the story. It's about a crazy high school relationship in Bushville County. In the beginning of the story James Tenderton is a freshman in high school, and Carla Bruckshen is a sophomore. The story follows James and Carla throughout their months in high school, eventually they will meet.
Expect many things to happen unexpectedly, just like in life. Not exactly sure how many chapters there will be in this story but I will post as many as I can during this month. Don't forget to leave comments if you find anything you did or didn't like about the story, please! Especially if you think something needs to be changed please let me know, I can take any type of criticism. So enjoy my first story ever! NO OUTLINES NO PRE WRITING BS, just plain story.

Heart

By: Jose Michael Terrazas

CHAPTER 1

The First Morning

"James"

Another morning to wake up to. 5:50 in the morning on a Monday, James is still sleeping mentally.

"I can’t believe this crap, it’s already 5:50!"

James had another restless night, a night where his thoughts would all come together and he couldn’t sleep at all. It is at night where he thinks about the day, his past, or anything that is going on in his life at the current time. He thought about how great his summer was, and how high school is going to be.
He runs downstairs to make himself tea in the morning (that’s how he wakes up).

"YAWN, *sigh, what was I think about last night?"

In the mornings nobody in James’s house was awake, so he knew that he would have to make an effort of talking to himself each morning.
Eventually he forgot about the tea and went back upstairs to take a shower. After getting ready for school, he was off to this bus. James lived in the northern part of Virginia, where everything is far from what people think Virginia is. It’s filled with traffic, buildings, and many suburbs, though all of Virginia was thought of to be country like.
James was new to this part of Northern Virginia, no friends yet unfortunately. Though he has tried to avoid making friends that live near him, simply because of the fact that he might move away sooner or later. But it had only been recently that his family was acting nomadic, moving 3 times in the matter of 5 years. It seemed that each time his family moved, their house got bigger and the neighborhoods were worse.
Still not completely awake, James arrived at his bus stop. He knew no one, and this was his first day of high school, not to mention his first day of going to a Bushville county school. There were about 5 kids already waiting at the bus stop, and James smoothly walked behind them, not wanting to get noticed of course. He noticed a girl at the bus stop who seemed to be staring at him every now and then. James was only 14, he was too young and too naïve to think about having a girlfriend yet, so he just simply looked away.
Kind of angered about his lack of attention to her, the girl whispers into her friend’s ear. The girl’s friend walks up to James and says

"Do you think that girl is cute?"
"Uh, which one?"
"The one over there, next to the lamp post"

The bus arrived, and James was still thinking about an answer so James responds

"Hahaha, Uh I guess so…"
"Well buddy, she thinks you’re cute"

James only laughed nervously; he was really shy when it came to girls, only saying hi when they did. At this point he just walked into the bus and sat down, basically disregarding what the girl’s friend had just said.

"My god it’s my first day and somebody already likes me, damn…"

He seemed so nervous still, he just glimpsed at each person that passed by him on the bus. Every kid was different, whether it was their race, skin color, clothing, or even the way they talked. He was glad to see that at least there was variety in the friends that he could choose to be with. As kids passed him by from each bus stop, he looked over each one of them to decide who he thought could be his friend in the future.
About 30 minutes passed by, and finally he arrived at his new school, Bushville High School. James was incredibly nervous at this point, he had heard so many stories of how high school was. The jocks, the nerds, the cheerleaders, all those clicks in which his popularity would be based on. His popularity didn’t matter to him though, all he wanted was to have good friends, ones that he would have fun with and be serious with at the same time.
The bus stopped, and the bus door opened letting out all the kids from the bus. Finally it was James’s turn to get off, he stood up and finally felt his stomach ache. His legs didn’t feel normal, it was as if he was floating the whole time he was trying to get to the door. James took each step slowly out of the bus,

" 1 step, 2 steps, 3 aah shit!"

James tripped on the last stair, and he got thrusted out of the bus. Two older looking guys pointed at him and laughed, and James only smiled back at them. Completely embarrassed James sped walked all the way to the main doors. He opened the doors and laid his eyes on his new school.

"Wow, bigger then I thought!"

He widened his eyes to look at how big the school looked. The school had two floors, but looked extremely big from the main door. No time to look over the school just yet James realized that he couldn’t stare at the huge school no matter how much he wanted to.

"Damn, I have to get to class"

James took out his schedule that he received during the summer from his school.

"Let’s see…Keyboarding, room 1127…Where the hell is that?! Do they really expect me to know where these classes are?"

By this time he was already panicking, taking a look at his schedule for a second or two, and then looking back at the main lobby. James finally decided to start walking, he thought that if he started walking now, he would eventually get to his class.
All these thoughts rushed to his head again, about how his class would be, about how his summer is over, and if he will ever learn to do his homework when it is needed. But he knew he needed to be thinking about where his class was so he came back to the present.
He walked and walked and walked, and there it was!

"Yes I found it!, Room 1127…Mrs. Cauldron"

In his mind James thought what a demented last name that was, and he got even more nervous. So he went inside the room and sat down where he could. The bell rang and everybody had arrived, only a few kids were late to class. Mrs. Cauldron waited for everybody to be seated, and she finally talked

"Welcome to Keyboarding class students, my name as you know is Mrs. Cauldron. I don’t usually enjoy talking about myself so I’ll try to stay away from that. Any ways, before I start with the class rules and the syllabus let me call out the role. Afterwards you can all stand up, tell me your name and a little bit about yourselves."

James thought,

" Oh no, I hate talking about myself in front of a bunch of kids I don’t know"

James simply rolled his eyes and waited for his name to be called. Name after name, it was obviously going in alphabetical order, but his name seemed to have been skipped.

"Todd Wallberry"
"HERE!"
"and, Maria Winters"
"HERE!"
" Ok, anybody that I didn’t call?"

James, looking puzzled, raised his hand up.

"oh, I’m sorry dear, what’s your name?"
"James Tenderton"
"hmmm, James Tenderton…James Tenderton….hmmm, dear I do believe you are in the wrong class"
"What?, but my schedule says First period room 1127-Keyboarding"

James noticed that the whole class was giggling

" Well James I think you should have read the notes on the schedule. You see, in this school, we have even classes, on even days, and odd classes on odd days. So in this case, since it is an even day, you have 2nd period first. And tomorrow you have this class first"

Another rush of embarrassment came rushing through his whole body. James walked out of the class and into the hallway, and thought to himself

"My God, what a first morning"

So embarrassed and annoyed James looked for his next class, which was P.E. It was always James’s favorite class, which is the class where he could show off his athletic abilities and have fun. And off he went to his P.E. class, with a hope in him that he would not have to endure another embarrassing moment for at least the rest of the day. But he had to get through the morning first before even thinking about the rest of the day.