First Day

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Trip

Cam and I wake up and shower before heading out to the trails. We sat in the car and listen to music for a solid five minutes before lighting up and quickly heading to the trail to find a place to sit. We found a flower field but really it was just a small garden some girl scouts put in and we had just already begun to trip.

It was a good morning, nothing unusual for a DMT experience, were laying in the grass tracing the clouds with our eyes enjoying the last few minutes before all hell breaks loose.

As we make it back to the car I looked at him horrified. "What?" "There's no way I can fucking drive right now." "Let's chill for another hour or so until we come down." I nod and we lay in the trunk listening to music softly.

First day of school

Skip all the fucking boring shit I did for that week and a half and focus on the day I've dreaded most of all. I've been up for over an hour and I still have three hours till school starts. I figured I'd at least look good, besides the bags under my eyes and bloodshot eyes, and at least dress nice. Well in my style.

One good thing about being in Vermont is cooler weather so I do get some nicer fits thrown in without sweating my ass off.

I split my hair in half and loosely braid each side then slip a beanie on and look through my jewelry box. I put in some earnings and a couple of necklaces around my neck before starting my makeup. Concealer was a must for this morning even though I barely ever wear face makeup. I dot my nose and cheeks with freckles before applying eyeliner and false lashes. I check the time and brush my teeth before heading out the door with an empty backpack, a pen in my hand, and a phone in my sweatshirt pocket.

"Have a good day!" My mom calls out as I slide into the car. I drive to the diner about two miles from my house and grab a cup of coffee and a breakfast sandwich. I sit down in the empty restaurant and enjoy the silence. To get to school from here is only like five minutes so I have plenty of time to wake up and collect my shit before walking into the building.

Which I wish was possible, I walked into that school and was instantly surrounded by people I once knew. I made soft friendly remarks trying to hide my eyes from them. I got to my locker after telling them I needed to get to the office so they would leave me be, and someone slams me up against the lockers.

I turn around pissed ready to ruin my, as my mom puts it 'new first impression' and kill this mother fucker. Axel's dark green eyes pierce mine. "Axel?" He smiles at me and steps back into the hall, off me now. "Didn't think the rumors were true." "Well, they very much are," I say rolling my eyes and turning back to my locker. I pull the lock and he leans against the other lockers.

"What are you doing in your locker?" I pull out an Ap Calc textbook and raise my eyebrows, kicking the locker closed and heading towards the office. The same lady that worked in the office when I was 5 is working and she gives me a huge welcome. I return the spirit but quickly grab my folder and head to my first hour.

First hour through third were people making small talk and trying to connect with me based on elementary memories. I walk into my fourth hour with my AirPods in and start towards the back seats.

In a sharp tone, the teacher yells "Hey!" to me. I stop and turn around looking at this man. His dark soft blonde hair and blue-green eyes paired with his paler skin. His eyes are stern but settle as he sees me. "Yes?" I ask, breaking the heavy silence in the air, "Who are you?" "Bronx Cooper?" I say setting my bag down confused. "Sit up front, and take your earbuds out." "Up front?"

He starts for the door again to greet students, "Yes," "What's wrong with this seat? Someone sits here?" "No, your seat is up front still." I start to open my mouth and Samantha grabs my bag pulling me up to the seat. "Don't start with him." She whispers and I sit down frustrated, rolling my eyes.

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