Locker Descriptive Writing

CHAPTER ONE:

The only decoration in my locker was an old ninja turtles band-aid stuck on the inside from someone in a previous year. I hadn't bothered to peel it off. The blue paint was slowly peeling off and the lock only worked half the time. I pulled my hair out of its ponytail and shook it out before grabbing my textbook out of the locker. My nails were bitten short with chipped blue nail polish. Last class I had destroyed them with anxiety. I shut my locker in frustration, knowing the next time I tried to open the locker it would probably be stuck, and swung the worn bag on my left shoulder. I shoved my hands into my hoodie, hiding the nails. I glanced down at my shoes, studying them. My Vans were worn and torn, coming apart at the seams
The walls were the color of dead sunflowers and the carpet looked as if it hadn't been cleaned since it's first day in the school. If you got close enough you could see the soda stains and the smell of rotting fish. Only three other students were in the classroom. Swerving in and out of the metal desks I walked towards my own in the far left corner of the room. One of the few seats next to a window. I tossed my bag on top of it. "Look," I started and dug out my pre-calc textbook. "Can we talk about this later, at lunch maybe? My
"You too, love." And he walked out of the classroom toward his next class.

I didn't know what to do when I was supposed to talk to Levi at lunch. He wouldn't understand that I didn't want to meet his parents. His Strict Christian parents. Levi grew up as a good little Christian boy while I grew up in a cross between a Mormon and Jewish household with her mother and siblings. Her father was there. He was the Mormon influence on the family but my siblings and I didn't speak of him anymore. Now her mother is remarried only I'm is still a little Jewish girl dating a Christian boy.

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As we sat in line at McDonald's drive thru in my car waiting to order I turned my head back to Levi from attempting to look at the menu two cars ahead. I asked Levi,"What do you want to eat? French fries, salad? I'll buy meat but this is the only time I am ever going to with my money." I've been a vegan now for the past three years and in no way ready to change my ways.

"Why are you so against eating meat?" Levi asked passive aggressively." What harm is a couple chicken nuggets going to do?"

"Don't start with me. I have science and research on my side. all you have is your taste