First encounter

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Today was the day where your lives are supposed to change. This year is supposed to be the best year of your life. And I will make it the best year of my life.

How hard can Senior year be. Especially if you live in a small town in Pennsylvania. With the population of 7987 residents.

I wouldn't class myself as a Nerd. But I wouldn't class myself as a Popular. I'm just inbetween.

" Laura, are you up. Its your first day of senior year, you don't want to be late. "

" Yes I'm up. " I swear that woman is deaf. This morning when I woke up I fell out of bed with a loud thud. I also got a shower noisily.

I picked out my outfit with consisted of a black peplum and skinny dark blue jeans and Ugg boots. Its was warmish outside but I have an addiction to Ugg boots.

I decided to wear my brown locks down today for a change. It had grown significantly of the summer it was now up to my elbow.

I walked to the stairs to be confronted by my father. " So are you trying out for volleyball this year or are you too scared again. " Every god damn year he asks me this.

" Yes I think I might this year. " His express changed into disbelief.

" Oh okay well good luck. " I nodded my thanks and left for school.

Once I pulled up to school I made my way to the lockers. Mine in perticular. I was almost there until my body collided with another. Sending us both flying.

" Hey watching were your going loser. " A masculine voice boomed at me.

" Hey I'm not a loser. " I said defensively.

" Then what are you? " he asked obnoxiously.

" I'm i ...... Urm.." I don't know what I am.

" Exactly. So next time watch it. " He shouted and then left.

I was shocked that someone had the audacity to talk to another human being like that. What was he raised by animals or something?

" Hey Law, what's up you look like you've just seen a ghost. "

" Oh no its nothing. I just had my first encounter with Jacob Gordon. And I hated every minute of it. " I said still in a state of shock. Yeah I was your typical good girl with good grades. But I wasn't a loser. To be honest I'm not sure what social group I belong too.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 07, 2015 ⏰

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