Senior Year Whirlwind - Chapter One

Kacey’s POV

My name is Kacey. I am chief editor of the school newspaper in Middleton High School. I am an average girl that is not so popular and not so easily recognizable. My hair is plain straight black and goes below my chest. My eyes are ocean blue and nothing near almond eyes. Of course, being on the school newspaper I am wearing glasses.

Today is my first day in school and I feel like a nervous wreck. It’s my senior year now that’s how I became the chief editor. Before I leave though and move on to Harvard I am to select a new chief editor. This is tradition. Tradition is important.

When I reached my biology class I moved over to sit in the middle of the classroom near the window. I looked out and could tell the last day of summer has gone by. It was still sunny but there was a hint of a cold breeze outside. I pulled my shrug over my shoulders tighter and pushed my glasses up to the crook of my nose.

I was too consumed in looking outside and daydreaming when someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around to see who it was.

"Hey Cy! I missed you!" Caitlin, my best friend hugged me. I smiled back.

"What do you mean? You have seen me almost every day during summer break." I laughed at her silliness.

"I know but you are my best friend and every day I will miss you! Don’t you understand?! We are leaving to go to college next year and I won’t be seeing you so much now!" She exclaimed and set her books next to me.

"I know I’m going to miss you so much but we promise to write to each other, remember?" I asked her. I dreaded leaving. I wanted to stay in my hometown.

"I remember." She smiled sheepishly. Caitlin is more in fashion than I. I do not know how we became friends but I absolutely adore her. Today she wore a gray sweater dress that went above her knees. Her leggings were black as her boots were brown and went as high as her knee. She also wore a black belt around her waist to hit it off. Now, in comparing her to me I wore khaki shorts with a white blouse. My hair was pulled back and tied into a ponytail.

"Have you been accepted?" I asked her.

"Oh my god! Yes I have! I forgot to tell you last night. My parents took me out celebrating last night. I’m going to University of Virginia!"

"That’s great! I’m happy for you!" I grinned.

"Did you get accepted? Oh wait, never mind. I know you did." She chuckled at her own joke. "Oh my god Cy! Look who is in our biology class!" She grabbed my arm. I looked up to see who had caught Caitlin’s attention this year and saw that it was Aaron’s friend, James.

"He’s so H.O.T!" She whispered loudly into my ear. She began fixing her hair. I couldn’t help but let out a soft giggle. He must of notice because his gaze fell on her and he grinned devilishly at her.

James was a soccer player and he played on the offense team. He has long curly blonde hair that makes him look boyish. A lot of girls’ trails after him trying to get his attention. He was standing the door way wearing his soccer shirt and athlete shorts.

"James!" His friend slapped him from behind. He laughed and turned around switching his attention.

"What’s up man?" James asked as they winked at a bunch of girls that giggled past them.

"Boys, take your seat…" Mr. Adam warned with a smile. James headed to sit in front of Caitlin. Mr. Adam set his book down on his desk.

I started taking out my notebook ready to take notes like always when Mr. Adam cleared his throat. I looked up from my book bag. To Mr. Adam’s left there was my middle school crush. He was tall, built, and sexy.

"Mr. Johnson, can you explain to the class why you were late on the first day of school?" Mr. Adam leaned against the desk waiting.

Aaron chuckled lightly. "Ah, well today I saw a white unicorn on the street. He was huge, I tell ya. I mean my car and him? He would surely ruin my car. I simply could not run him…"

"Okay, okay Mr. Johnson. I do not want to see you late again, understood?" Mr. Adam said and opened his grading book.

"Completely, sir." Aaron moved to sit in front of me. Oh god! Why here? Anywhere but here!

He set his books on the table and leaned back in his chair making him closer to my table. Oh damn him! Kacey tried to ignore him throughout the whole class period but her mind keeps wondering back to him. When the class period was over she grabbed her books quickly and shot out of her chair.

"Cy! Wait up!" Caitlin grabbed her bag and follow me out. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"I can’t believe he sat in front of me." I said feeling annoyed.

"Well…yeah…he didn’t do anything though." She pointed out. "I mean…you know…he didn’t look at you or touch you…or did it on purpose. In fact, it looked like you were invisible to him." Caitlin said the truth.

"Oh thanks for making me feel even better." I covered my face with my English textbook.

"No Cy! I am not trying to make you feel bad. All I am saying it is okay if he is sitting in front of you. He’s harmless." She smiled at me sweetly. I forced a smile back.

"I guess your right. I shouldn’t let him get to me." I said softly and walked to class but on my way there I saw Aaron with Melissa. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. They were leaning against the locker. He kissed her softly on the lips. I diverted my gaze and looked else where but bumped into Damon.

"Oh! I’m sorry!" My books fell to the floor and I picked it up now feeling myself heated with embarrassment. "I am truly sorry. I did not think that you know…that I…I’m so clumsy."

"It’s ok." Damon spoke and smiled at me as he picked up my books. Damon was someone I talked to him once in a while but not so much no more we sort of went our separate ways ever since sophomore year. "How have you been, Kacey?" He asked.

"I’ve been doing great until now." I gave a little embarrassed laughed. In the corner of my eyes I can see that Aaron was looking at me. Great, now I’m more embarrassed. Way to start a new year in high school for your senior year, Cy I thought to myself.

Damon chuckled and said, "Well, it doesn’t matter. You can bump into me all you want." He winked at me. "You better get going or you are going to be late for class."

I nodded and started walking away when I heard someone cough behind me. I turned to see Aaron still looking at me.

When I got into my English class I sat in the front. Mrs. Martin walked in and settled everybody down.

"Today, we are going to talk about Robert Frost. Who knows who Robert Frost is?" Mrs. Martin looked around. No one raised their hand. After a while I raised mine.

"Robert Frost was a famous American poetry writer. He was well known for his realistic representation of rural life and his command of American colloquial speech." Kacey answered. Mrs. Martin nodded.

"Very good, Kacey. That is exactly what Robert Frost was. Now, Robert Frost personal life was sad. He lost his dad at age 11 due to tuberculosis and his mother due to cancer. His sister than died in a mental hospital. She committed suicide. So his life was full of lost and depression…" Mrs. Martin continued. "Robert Frost wrote hundreds of poem. Who can name one?"

One student raised her hand. Mrs. Martin smiled and pointed at her. "Yes?"

"Robert Frost wrote Fire and Ice." She answered.

"Yes, and what was the poem about? Anybody know?"

No one spoke. I was about to answer when someone from the door way spoke. "Robert Frost related fire with desire and ice with hate. In the poem he mentioned how the world would end either in fire or ice and his preference was in fire. It is one of his popular poems."

I looked to find that Aaron was the one who answered. I couldn’t help but frowned. Mrs. Martin smiled.

"Very good, Aaron. That’s nicely said." Mrs. Martin turned towards the board and wrote the poem down. She had it all in her head.

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

Aaron moved to sit in the desk next to me. When he sat he winked at me before looking back at the board. Oh lord, what other classes does he have with me?

Mrs. Martin cited the poem to everyone in class then she moved to the other side of the board and wrote:

Nothing Gold can Stay
Nature's first green is gold
Her hardest hue to hold
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

"Now class, I want you to choose a partner and break this poem. Write an analysis on what you two think Robert Frost is trying to tell us." Mrs. Martin sat down in her chair and began typing on the computer.

Everyone started pairing up and most of the girls walked up up to Aaron who refused to be paired up with them. I decided to stand up and walk around to the front to choose someone until Aaron grabbed me by the wrist.

"Want to be my partner?" Aaron asked me.

My heart beated faster. "Um…sure." I answered him not sure if I heard myself correctly.

I went over to sit back in my desk. When I turned to start the analysis he reached over to grab my desk and pulled me closer to him.

"Um…from the first line it seems to be telling us that life changes and times evolves without stopping." I started after narrowing my eyes and concentrating on it. He looked at her and nodded.

"And from the second line it is saying that changes are hard to accept but will soon have to be accepted." Aaron added.

He is right. It does make sense. I nodded agreeing with him. He moved on. "The third line is telling us that life is precious…"

"No, I don’t think so." I looked up at him and he didn’t glare at me for contradicting me but gave me a curious look. "I think it means that the beauty arrives early and soon it begins to age."

"You’re right. That makes sense." Aaron eyes widened in surprise. "You are good at deciphering." He grinned at me and my heart flipped.

"I think the fourth line is saying that age is corrupted by the passage of time as it never stops but aging doesn’t stop there. It might grow old but it soon grows back it’s beauty and there forth the cycle of life. Also, it is saying that life is meant to be changed and learning to accept it is our biggest challenge." I deciphered all the lines.

"Wow, you did all of it. That was good." Aaron grinned at me. "So, you’re Kacey right?"

"Yeah." I answered sheepishly.

"My name is Aaron." He put his hand out for me to shake. I shook it.

"Nice to meet you, Aaron."

"Same here. I’m surprised you are in my AP American Literature and in my AP Bio. You are pretty smart, aren’t you?" He smiled at me.

"You can say so. You are the captain of the school soccer team." I said and quickly thought I was stupid that I had said that. Now he is going to think I’m a stalker.

He chuckled. "Yeah. I like running and playing soccer. It keeps me fit at the same time it makes me happy."

"That’s nice to know." I answered. Mrs. Martin began to rise.

"So I heard you are the Chief Editor of the school newspaper?" He asked her.

"Yeah I am." I responded. He was really cute in that white shirt. God, did he get a tan? I like the way he smiles...he has little dimples.

"Nicceee." He replied.

"Okay class, who has it all deciphered?"

***AUTHOR'S NOTE***

Picture on right is Cam Gigandet. What I would imagine Aaron Johnson would look like :)

Surprised huh? I know I am too. I guess I got a good kicked out of this. I just thought I would try something new. If you like it respond with your reviews because I get absolutely motivated by it and if I do not get enough I tend to slack, believe it or not. LOL. Not trying to scare no one though. I will try to write it will just be slow. The more the merrier!

Yes, this is modern teen romance! This is to my readers who love my historical romance but prefer my modern writing. :)

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