Waking up every day at 7am is not the best thing. But FINALLY it's friday, which means I can go rollerskate in the evening. I know, I have to study, but I think I can take a bigger break from it.
I woke up with the toughts from yesterday. The new family, that the boy almost saw me and the others. I walked up to my mirror, and I stared at my morning self. My almost white blonde hair was tousled as usual. I brushed it.
-Hmm I need a haircut.- I tought, because my hair was touching my shoulder. I got a pant with bridle on it a black over sized shirt with a skull on it, and a grey jumper, because it was cold in the morning, also I got my socks with pineapples on it, I love it.
I quickly packed in my backpack, and ran downstairs. In the kitchen I was going to do myself a coffee, but it was already there with a note left on it: 'Have a good friday, sweetie xoxo. Mom' I smiled at the note then I went to the front door. I got up my sneakers, and got out.
I was going in front of our house when I saw that the new people next to us just got out too. The boy was there, and I think the other person was his Dad. I looked them at a second, when the guy noticed me. As fast as I can I just looked down, pretending I didn't noticed them. It was too late. The Dad-person lined up to sy me.
-Good Morning Neighbour!- I stopped and looked at them. The Father was wawing at me with a smile.
-Morning.- I said with a fake smile. I was just going to step when the Dad said something again.
-Come on, Finn say something to the girl.- It was so cringe. I didn't even want to be here. I just wanted to dissapear, sink in the floor.
-Uhm, Hi.- He with embarrasment. I smiled at him too and started to walk away. I was so embarassed too. As I passed our street I took a bigh sigh, finally it's over.
When I arrived in my class I was praying that the boy won't get in my class. Turned out that in the first hour the headteacher doesn't showed anyone new, so I think he is in class B. After a little time I completely forgot about what happend.
I was trying to pay attention to the teachers as everyone else, but it was friday, it's just hard. I was looking at the clock on the wall all day, hoping that school ends faster then it usually does it, but it was going so slow instead. My notebooks got some sketches next to my notes. The lunch break was a little better.
All day the teachers were talking about the finals. The class was in stress all the time, even the loud ones were pretty quiet, finally. The teachers also read out our grades and they said to the preson what they think. Well, the teachers weren't so proud of us, maybe me. I never liked school, but I like to studying. My father wants me to be more succsesful then the whole family when I will be older. It's hard, really, and even if I bring home good grades I dont get a congratulation or whatever, I just get the 'keep up the good work.', and if I get a bad grade, then everyone is mad at me for not being 100%. I guess life is not fair.
-I hope the class will be a toushand times better next year.- That was the last sentence I remember from history.
As I got to my locker, I saw that the other end of the corridor the 'musicians' were going into the music class. Everyone had a guitar on their back. They are the coolest in the whole school in my opinion. They can play on any type of guitar and can sing. I want to play on guitar too, to be one of them. It's no big deal to be honest, but my family thinks that music has no future, so...
As I got home I went up to my room for my rollerskates and my headphones. Downstairs I got them up and went out to the street. I felt so free, I was almost dancing while skating, it was like a dream. I had so much fun until I opened my eyes and looked at our new neighbours house. From an upstair window I saw that the boy, I think Finn, was literally looking at me. He quckly got his phone to his ear, pretending that he is on the phone with someone. I went away like 2-3 streets, where I finally felt comfortable again.
-what a creep.- I tought, then I started to laugh.
-Idiot.- I smirked.
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Nothing In This World (Finn Wolfhard Fanfiction)
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