I'll Steal You Flowers (Pierce the Veil)

Chapter 1

Hey guys! Joolz here, and I am beyond excited to FINALLY be uploading this story for good. I've uploadedin once in 2013, but took it down a couple chpapters in due to me not liking where it was going and the once in 2014 but took it down when I realized I was in no place to write a book with time. So now it's back for good. 

So I hope you guys really like this story because I've been tweaking it for almost 2 years now and I am quite proud of how it is. Remember after reading to always vote, comment, and give feedback! It's always greatly appreciated! ENJOY!!

Current Day

Lily's POV

Deep breathe. Deeeep breathe.  

My heart was pounding. I could feel it in my chest, hear it in my ears. The vibrations were being sent through my throat and I thought I was going to throw up. I tried my best to fix myself up in the mirror. After almost 4 hours yesterday I picked out dark jeans, a white tank top, and a black and white varsity jacket with a black beanie. I was thankful for the unusual early winter here in San Diego. I originally lived in San Francisco, where it was still cold in the winter and I've seen snow once or twice there in my 16 year lifetime.

I spent almost an hour perfecting the slight wing of my eyeliner and I still stared in my mirror making sure it was perfect. I was good. Everything seemed in check. I had made sure I had my backpack and gym bag all packed and ready. I grabbed my reading glasses off my table and shoved them in my bag. I have a little bit of trouble reading and seeing boards in class, so I have these 'hipster' style glasses that I wear. No need for contacts.

"Lily lets go!" My mom yelled from downstairs. My heart jumped and I shoved my schedule in my pocket, grabbed my bags, and ran down the stairs. 

"Ready." I said as I got down the stairs. My mom smiled at me. It was an awkward silence until she hugged me. 

"I am so proud of you." She said. I smiled and stayed silence. She took a few pictures of me, which I dreaded, and we were gone. The school was not even a five-minute walk, so I don't know why she decided to drive me. Maybe to make sure I would go. In the car I studied my schedule.

Homeroom

History

Music

Italian 3

AP English

Trigonometry

Lunch

Gym

Biology

I was good at math, a level above average, so I can't wait to sit through that with a bunch of seniors. Not. My mom kept telling me about what to do and how to have the best time, even though I knew. Just don't do what I did the last time around. Soon we pulled into the parking lot and after my mom getting a little emotional I was soon on my own. My heart picked up as I passed all the kids waiting outside. It felt like they all turned to look at me, even though I doubt any of them did. I heard once a 'hey, a new girl!' not too loud as I walked past, which I didn't mind that bad. But is this school really that small that someone notices a new girl right off the bat? My last had almost 3000 kids and this one has around 600. At least it's not some insult. I hope.

I saw this entire group of guys looking at me. They looked kinda like baby punks with long hair, spikey hair, and one having an obviously dyed blonde stripe in theirs. But they didn't look like the scary type. I looked away, not wanting to be caught staring. I walked by and I think heard one of them whisper to another 'she's cute'. I nearly stopped in my tracks. To avoid utter oblivion, I let it roll off my back and kept moving. I knew exactly where my locker was, I had come here last week to completely study my schedule, so I know everything by heart. Well, hopefully. The lockers were tall and thin and looked almost exactly alike to each other. My heart pounded as every negative situation popped into my head.