Like Mother Like Daughter

Chapter 7

After we returned home, I started unpacking everything for what I would need for the next three months. Examples consist of clothes, make-up, toiletries, and hair products, that stuff.

"So, what's the plan for the rest of the day?" Amelia asked me once I came downstairs.

"Uh, just prepare for school tomorrow," I replied. Amelia called her principal, so now I'm attending Jamison Lee.

"Well don't be nervous, this school is just like any other. Delinquents, cheerleaders, jocks, all those stereotypes," she said.

"Oh great, so just like my school," I replied.

"And I'll be there too, so if you ever need any help just come to me. And also, Tom, so you'll have a friend," she said.

"Yeah...but I don't know him very well," I replied.

"You will, he's a very simple person," she said.

"Right, what was it like for you when you were seventeen?" I asked.

"Let's just say protecting your reputation was bit easier back then. We didn't have the technology you have today. I remember a girl who thought I was stealing her boyfriend threw a brick through my bedroom window. Now people can sling their hatred anonymously. It's bound to happen here as well. Unfortunately the students at this school judge each other by titles. So I don't mean to scare you, but stay close to someone tomorrow," she replied.

"Thanks for the tip," I said.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine tomorrow,"

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I stepped out of Amelia's car nervously. Guys in lettermen jackets all crowded around each other, girls wearing cheerleader uniforms all hung out at a park bench. There were a group of boys and girls with glasses and braces talking about something, I thought I heard the word quadrilateral. Then there was another group of guys and girls with skateboards, headphones, and one of them had a guitar. They were laid back and easy. They look more like my people. In the group was Tom talking to a blonde girl, he saw me out of the corner of his eye and came running towards me.

"Hey, welcome to Jamison Lee," he said.

"Thanks, is this how it always is here? People sticking to cliques?" I asked.

"Unfortunately yeah. Anyway come here I want you to meet some people," he said and dragged me towards the people he was talking to.

"Hey who's the hot girl?" a blonde guy asked.

"Evan knock it off, guys this is the girl I was telling you about. Courtney these are my friends, my cousin Dean," blonde guy who was taller than the Evan guy, he had a guitar slung on his back.

"His sister Keri," the blonde girl he was talking to earlier. She was really pretty with her golden hair and deep blue eyes. She could be a cover girl for Marie Claire. Yeah that's right! I read fashion!

"Kathleen, no relations," a girl with chocolate brown hair and eyes smiled at me. She looked like she enjoyed knitting, due to the fact that she wore a beanie and fingerless gloves, both wool, and she had a pair of knitting needles sticking out of her messenger bag.

"Summer Winter," The other blonde girl said.

"Hold on, you're name is Summer, and your last name is Winter?" I asked her.

"Yeah? So?" she asked.

"She's not the brightest tool in the shed, just as heads up," Keri whispered to me. I nodded, Summer just smiled.

"That's Evan," Tom pointed to the blonde guy who called me 'hot'. I was far from hot.

"And that's Carson," the other blonde guy with a pair of headphones around his neck.