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    My Shane

    Chapter 1 

     Here I am yet another first day of school. I got out of my house after my mom shoved down some food down my throat and packed some chimichanga left-over from last night, and wait for my school bus to arrive. I have spent about an hour deciding what to wear on my first day of school after shopping for hours on the day before. 

               I go to find out my locker first thing in the morning. 2205, 2206, 2207..that’s it. This is supposed to be my locker. But I see this lanky guy standing in front of my locker and putting in his stuff. 

     ’How did he get my locker combo?’

     Carmen:"Hey"

     -"Hey"- comes a velvety low and husky voice without turning around. 

     Carmen: "I think that’s my locker."

     -"Maybe"-  

    Then he turns around to face me. I look up to meet the most beautiful pair of bright green eyes. He stood a few inches taller than me and had choppy brown hair with pale skin. He wore a oversized sweatshirt and a pair of loose blue jeans that was faded and dirty. ‘Not the perfect attire for the first day of school’ I thought to myself. 

                   I was brought out of my trance by his husky voice…

     -"Looks like you need the locker more than I do, you can have it all by yourself"- 

      and there he saunters away. Then it struck me. I was supposed to be sharing locker because of the construction going on, there was a shortage of lockers. I didn’t even get a chance to thank him. I made a mental note of thanking him when I see him again. 

     -"Earth to Carmen"- and here we go again.

    Clive, my boyfriend of two years. He was the very typical high school jock, and really dumb. Its not that I am in love with him, not even the slightest passion do I feel for him. But he’s my perfect cover story to my over protective Catholic Mexican family. There has been many days when I thought about coming out to my family, but the mere thought of losing my family that prevented me from doing so. 

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