"MAAAALIAAAA" screeched my long time best friend since 5th grade, Eve. She was the typical popular girl, that every girl dreamed of being. Long, silky, straight, carmel hair down to her curvy hips. A perfect, shiny white smile. Full, soft pink lips, and a faint patch of freckles across the bridge of her nose, barely noticeable. And she was tall. I mean 5.7 1/4 inches kind of tall. Like I was 5.4 and pretty short compared to most of the other girls my age.
I ran to catch up with Eve, her figure almost lost within the large crowd I called a highschool. I forgot to mention, there were two highschools in my city and the students from the 2 middle schools got divided between the two, randomly. I was just super lucky I got Eve, and my new friend Sybil, in Kennedy rather than Blue Grove High.
As soon as I caught up with her, out of breath from squeezing through tall, sweaty bodies and doors, I smiled widely and handed her a new golden Alex and Ani bracelet that had her name on the charm. She grinned and gave me a similar one but with my name on the charm. It was sort of a tradition. Each year we stayed friends, and trust me it is hard staying friends for as long as 4 and a half years with someone as popular as Eve, we gave eachother a piece of jewelery(last year we tried earrings, and the year before that we used necklaces) to show our lasting friendship.
I slipped on my bracelet and popped a stick of berry gum into my mouth, offering her one as well. She declined, but followed me to my new locker 2077. She told me it wasn't a problem, because hers was just down the hall, 2089, and she came in early to decorate it, and organize everything neatly. We got to work shoving everything onto the shelves of the locker, and hanging things on magnets to the locker door. As well as stringing up some fashionable lights and keeping several emergency flower crowns in a case at the very top of my locker.
"Who knew organizing lockers could be so breezy!" she exclaimed excitedly, hopping a bit. I laughed, thinking you'd be the best to know about that, since you insist on organizing yours and every single other persons, too. But she didn't seem to notice my laugh, because she was staring dreamily in the direction behind me and I imagined her as a cartoon with heart shaped eyes and drool. I turned slowly, and flipped my hair a bit as I looked at some piece of walking, talking art from a museum. He was that beautiful. I realized, with horror, that her was walking over to us. Everything seemed in slow motion. His gait was straight, and formal, leading directly to me. I gasped, and squealed taking off my ugly glasses and patting down my reddish brown hair. I threw my glasses into my locker and slammed it quickly, trying to avoid tripping and dying from my obvious blindness. I was literally basically blind, and almost went cross eyed just standing there.
The gorgeous creature finally stopped 2 feet in front of my small figure, while J was probably quivering with worry that I was too ugly for him, and smiled a dazzling, blinding white smile. I literally had to blink and clear my eyes before focusing back on him. I smiled a small smile back at him and shoved my hands into the pockets of my shorts, not knowing exactly what to do with them. He held out his hand, "I'm Zach, and I couldn't help but notice your lovely little self over here." I almost fainted. I somehow managed to reach out and shake his hand, my voice was probably shaky though,"I-I'm Malia, nice t-to meet you." I stuttered and turned cherry red, but he chuckled lightly. "Nice meet you, too, Malia." he winked and walked back to his locker, which happened to be right across the hall from mine!!!!!!! (yes it was seven exclamation points worthy)
I sighed dreamily and noticed Eve was over by her locker, brushing her hair in a daze. I was suddenly worried that I had ruined our friendship over a super sexy boy. I immediately rushed over to her side and apologized profusely. She looked startled to see me there, as if she hadn't seen me dash up to her locker a few seconds ago. "No, no, no honey. Its amazing that you find him as hot as I do. We almost never have the same taste in boys. I'll find another guy" she winked, "But you've never even gotten a shot before at the dating scenario, so I want your highschool life off to a good start, with a good boyfriend, and just know that I will help you with anything." I sighed, relieved that she wasn't fuming. "But I saw how you looked at him, and he didn't even say hi to you! You obviously want him as bad as I do. Its ok, I'll probably mess it up with him, I swear you can have him. No hard feelings" a small smile made its way onto Eve's perfect face but it didn't reach her eyes and I wondered if Zach was the only problem she had. I sighed heavily and gave up the topic, checking my schedule and making my way to my first class, AP Math.
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It was now 4th period, Science, and I was restless. I got out my phone and decided to text Sybil, who had given me her number earlier that morning. We had made friends quick. I typed out the simple, fast message Whats up? and placed my phone in my back pocket again. Almost immediately I got a text, and I realized too late that I'd forgotten to set my notifications to vibrate. I sat there embarrassed as Fancy went off, startling almost everyone in the room. The teacher sent a glare my way and I scurried out of the room. As soon as I was in the hallway I turned off my phone, deciding I'd read the text later. I threw my phone into my locker and ran back into the classroom, my face still flushed. I already had one teacher who hated me and it was literally the first day of school. Wonderful.
Maybe I would take up myselves' advice and take a walk to the Starbucks down the road. It was legit barely a mile, and besides, I needed the extra excercise anyway. I was going through serious withdrawal probs. I was trying to cut down on caffeine, and I did so for about 3 1/2 days... But now I was back in the game. It might help me concentrate more in school, I reassured myself. I decided to go during my free period:Lunch or 9th (study hall).
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Hi, guys!! This is Noelle! Me and Casey will be switching on and off each chapter. This is our lovely joint account and we're kind of new with it so this is our first joint story. (that sounds wrong, like you're smoking a Marijuana... Story...) My chapters will be even numbers and Casey's will be odds. Mine will obviously be worse, unless you're stupid and think I'm a good author. But please try to enjoy the Odd chapters at least, and carry on with your day! Bye, darlings!!
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Diary of a Hipster
Teen FictionMalia is a hipster/basic white girl flowing through everyday life. With high school being a burden, and a Starbucks down the road what can she do? (may be offensive to some people. If so, we're sorry.)