A Fresh Start

Chapter 6 • 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑠?

❅◐𝗔𝘂𝗿𝗼𝗿𝗮'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩◑❅

"I have been into Indie fashion lately. Something about that aesthetic just makes it seem so cool," Serena said whilst dipping her tortilla chip into the guacamole.

"It's nice. What about the grunge fashion?" I asked whilst scrolling through my own Pinterest.

"It's okay I guess. I also really love the vintage one," she showed me her screen and I nodded.

"So which aesthetic do we start with?" I turned my phone off and finished my mixed salad off. The school cafeteria made really good food.

"Let's start with the girly vintage one. I know a store in the area that sells those type of clothes." Rena informed me.

"I'll see if I'm free, wait, not Saturday. It has to be mid-week." I grimaced as she tapped her fingernails on the table in thought.

"I'm free tomorrow afternoon. I don't have any activities on Fridays," she clasped her hands together.

"Same. I was going to work on my painting but I'll do it after." I finalised, causing her to squeal excitedly.

"It feels so great to have a friend who has tons in common with you. Mason always shuns me away when I try to get him to do those matching siblings stuff I see on social media," she rolled her eyes as I laughed heartily.

"I'm glad. Well, I have to go for my first choir practice in like 3 minutes so, I'll meet up with you later." I stood up and took my bag. She waved her arms, as her gesture for a hug.

I chuckled before wrapping my arms around her. I could see people sending us weird looks for hugging each other for a long time. She gave the best hugs.

"Bye Ro." she whispered.

"Bye Rena." I slowly let go of her then quickly headed to the Music Room.

Thankfully, I got there on time although many people were already warming up. I walked up to Corey, who was assembling a guitar.

"Hie there," I waved and he turned to face me.

"Aurora, how are ya?" his lips pulled up into a smile.

"I'm okay. Is this yours?" my hands gestured at the guitar.

"No, I have mine at home," he adjusted the strings carefully.

"You know how to play the guitar?" I placed my bag on the floor before taking my scrunchie and putting my hair up in a ponytail.

"Yes, yes I do. I play the piano too and a bit of the drums." Corey placed the guitar on his lap before bringing his brown eyes to my face.

"You're really talented." I gave him an astounded expression as he chuckled lightly.

"So are you."

"Well not r-"

"Good afternoon class. I hope we have all warmed ourselves up because we have Eisteddfods coming up soon so, we have no time to waste," a short, pulchritudinous woman walked into the room before tossing her bags onto the table, some desk equipment toppling over from the action. I could tell she was Hispanic by the slight accent in her voice.