Shattered

-6-

Needless today Tommy's cryptic slash highly creepy and borderline stalker-ish text message has shaken me up enough to keep me awake until the early hours of the morning despite putting myself to bed as early as 9:30. I've never dealt with this before! Okay, correction, I've never even dealt with boys at all if you don't count a shitty freshman year boyfriend named Colton who 'broke my heart' when he turned me down when I asked him to our girls-ask-boys spring dance. Other than that, I'm completely clueless with boys, and I've never even heard about stalker boys.

Boys have never really held much interest in me. I'm fairly average for a teenage girl I guess. Average body, plain hair, slightly short for my age, the only thing about me that might me over the top is my wardrobe and makeup, but that's what money can do to a person, and money can't cover flaws your born with. Even if that's considered an advantage, this new school is jam-packed with country club brats driving range rovers and walking down linoleum floors in louboutins, so it is completely beyond me why this Tommy kid thinks I'm the newest fascination. It's probably a sick joke or dare on him by his friends to torture the new girl to the point of leaving their clique of a town alone. Fine by me, I don't want to be here any more than they want me to...

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I manage to get in a whopping 2 hours of sleep in before my alarm starts to ring at an ungodly hour of the morning. Even then I snooze 3 times, leaving me with only 25 minutes to get ready. I dress in basic leggings a USC, aka my dream school, crew neck sweatshirt and converse before pulling my long blonde hair into high ponytail and settling for glasses instead of contacts and a simple brush of mascara. After struggling with acne since 7th grade, my dermatologist thankfully was able to bless my by the grace of god with clear skin, so foundation would be a waste. I spray my favorite perfume on and head downstairs.

Nadine is pulling a batch of muffins out of the oven as a walk into the kitchen. The smell makes my mouth water as I make my way to the fridge and pull out a naked juice for the morning.

"Morning Nadine, those smell so good," I praise.

"Thanks honey I made blueberry your favorite for your first Friday of school!" Nadine says excitedly.

I love this woman so much she just might be the sweetest person ever.

"I really appreciate it," I smile gratefully and grab a giant muffin immediately taking a large bite, moaning in appreciation.

"I'm glad you like them," Nadine laughs wiping the counter down.

Shortly after finishing up I tell Nadine to have a nice day which she returns and make my way to my car and shortly after to my newest idea of hell: Sutton Public High school.

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My day up until lunch goes fairly the same as my first. First hour with U.S. History is spent giggling and passing old school notes with Victoria and I manage to meet and introduce myself to a few more people in the rest of my classes, so by the time lunch comes around, I'm in a pretty good mood.

"Hello ladies," I smile sitting next to Leigh at the lunch table, ready to dig into the chicken wraps I bought for lunch.

"Hey Taryn," And other enthusiastic, miscellaneous greetings are heard from all 4 girls already seated at the table.

"So, hows your second day so far sweetheart," Paisley smiles. I've yet to become accustomed to every ones friendliness and affection here in North Carolina. It's so different than in Chicago.

"Really good actually! Do you guys know Nadia? I met her in my geometry class today. She was really sweet."

"Ugh" Victoria makes a disgusted noise. " She's so fake. She's too rich for her own good and likes to make her friend circle as big as possible so she can use them all as slaves and then toss them in the trash."