We made it. 10th grade of high school. Now I wasnt considered a newby loser like the kids this year. Ay, good luck. My feet felt my soft carpet in a loud thud and continued to my bathroom. In my stomach, I could feel that this yar would be different. My fingers mazed around my dirty counter and grabbed a hold of my makeup bag covered in eyeshadow. Lightly, I covered my face in concealer, powder, and bronzer. A little swipe of mascara and a stoke of my brush against my brownish brick long hair. Then the madness began. Like in the movies, I decided to ruin my room for no apparent reason to try and find a perfect outfit. An olive green henely crop top with some black destroyed shorts. I paired that with some jewlery and vans. I ran down the stairs and kissed my parents bye.
"Have fun sweetie ," My mom screamed
Easily, I ignored her, my backpack crossed my back and i took a deep breath. Shit Rayna, we're going to school. See school wasnt exactly great for me. My best friend Mike started dating my schools Regina George, Lacey. Now, we grew apart and no one else is really there for me. My ex is taunting me and tbh its annoying as fuck. I swear if this year is another repeat, I will kill myself.
I felt the breeze hit my cheeks as I parked my bike outside school. The halls inside felt warmer and so did my face as I connected eyes with Mikey. Instead of meeting him at our spot, that was now taken over by *******, I put my head down and went to the lockers.
"Rayna, why the look?" I heard his voice ringing as he came closer, "You just completley ignored me."
"Im not sure if you remember, but we're not friends," I stated clearly watching his face die a little.
"No I dont remember at all," his jaw chenched, "Maybe you should remind me."
"You're a little to occupied with Lacey to even listen," I slammed my locker and walked away causing him to follow me.
"I dont even get to know why my best friend of 8 years is suddenly giving up on our friendship?!?" he started, he wouldnt stop.
"I gotta go," not even looking back before leaving. My feet felt heavier and my eyes stung.
"You ok?" A boy asked. He was blonde with shaggy hair, tall, and wore a smile.
"Fine." I replied sniffing
"Im pretty sure thats a lie." He laughed a little
"What if it wasnt?" I raised my eyebrow
"Then i'd leave right now and not come back." he replied
"Ok well i'm not fine then." I smirked and crossed my arms.
"Yea, I was hoping. I mean not like I want you to be sad, but like you're cute. Nevermind" he blushed insanley
"Im Rayna. Im in 10th, I dont think i've seen you around before."
"Yea i'm new. Christians the name."
"Uh I gotta go to class. Ill see you later?" I asked and smiled into his eyes.
"Sure." he said mysteriously.
The green in his eyes gazed straight into me and hit me like lightning. This boy was different I knew it. Just wish I knew why. While walking to my first period, a crowd of girls were sceaming and shoving. Losers I thought. I stood on my tiptoes and saw a boy but I didnt know who exactly. Could it be Nash? i mean I know they take the trash out at school but they mustve forgotten to take him out too. Hahaha, i'm fucking amazing.
My body was uncomfortable, my face, and my entire aura just by the presence of Mikey. Why is life so hard? I stayed as far away as I could but every now and then I would find myself confused and wanting to ask him for help.
"Hey.... wanna be partners?" I brought up as I shook nervously looking up at Mike.
"Yea, sure," he didn't seem so sure.
"You know," I started while doing our experiment, "I was thinking we should go see that new movie 50 shades when it comes out."
I gave a little grin but he didn't seem amused
"Let's just work on this okay?" He tensed up
"Yea got it captain," I put a straight face on
*During lunch*
The bells rang louder and louder as lunch creeped around. Great, now I face everyone I hate and sit in the dark corner eating my lunch.
I walked in with a swift pace trying not to look afraid.
"Rayna!" A voice called. It was deep but not as deep as Mikes. As I turned slowly, it was Christian. To my surprise there were many girls at his table but there was one in front of him all open. Almost as if he meant it for me.
I smiled with thanks and sat down. Still I felt eyes on me, not just crazy fangirls, but Mikeys. Wonder why he even cares about Christian. I mean he left me, not the other way round.
"Hey, that guy bothering you?" He pointed to Mike
"Nah, just an old friend," I lied. He was bothering me but I didn't want first day drama, "So what brings you here to 'Anaheim High?'" I try and start a convo.
"Well my parents just wanted a fresh start. My old school was very hectic if you get my meaning," he laughed pointing at girls around him.
"No, I actually don't get it," I replied with a hint of confusion.
"I'm kinda famous. You know, like vine," he added on trying not to sound so narcissistic. Boy was he bad at acting.
"Yea ok. I've never really heard of you before?" I hold my laugh in trying to process this. I knew he was different and now I know he was the boy from the huge crowd. Ugh, another Nash thing. Maybe freshman year is repeating itself.
"That's a shocker. Hey take me to the drama room?" He asked showing me his schedule.
"Sure, I'm going there too," I replied a little anxious to see what should happen today.
We got out of our seats and made our way to our lockers.
"Like mine?" He showed me the inside. It was decorated with stars and vinyl covers.
"Artsy as fuck man," I giggled a little and put my bag away, "I'm not going to be late today, let's go" I pulled on his hand and we made our way to the drama room. He told a funny joke and I laughed exactly at the right time when mike walked in. Shittt. We agreed to take drama together last year for our sophomore year. This should be interesting.
"Alright class, you guys are fucking nitwits and I hate my job. So make this easy and do whatever I say," Our teacher sighed and pulled a sheet out, "okay, today children, we will be acting out scenes in front of the class for a little icebreaker."
This sure won't break my ice with Christian or Mike.
"You, with the braids," He pointed at me, "and you, tall boy," bring mike up front, "you will play husband and wife, and the husband is cheating. Go."
Reading off a script, i began with, "I saw you with her on Friday night. At that resteraunt you took me to on my birthday. What happened to us?" How ironic. This is a piece of bull. Why is the universe punishing me?
"Oh Phyllis, I never meant to hurt you. I just can't tell you the truth. It will ruin everything," he said with no emotion. Fuck you.
"But Cory, what could be worse than me leaving you? I'll pack my bags now," I felt a little compassion and that Christian was staring at me.
"I was never cheating on you, I was getting help on how to surprise you on your birthday," he continued
"Oh I love you Cory, -record scratch- wait I have to kiss him?" I furrowed my brows.
"Yes. Or 0 for both of you. It's called acting, try it some time," Mr. Nelson took off his glasses.
So I go to back up but something pull me back. Mikes lips hit mine like tsunami tides and I felt goosebumps. It was like making love on my lips. As I pulled apart, I didn't see Mike, I saw Christian.
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World Was In Her Arms (Christian Leave/Akridge/Sighmike)
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