The life of a rich bisexual

Excuse me MOTHER!!!

    It was then the next day, I am now more stressed then ever. Especially since I have to marry someone I don't even know and worst of all I am only 15. My mom really hates me. All right Makayla calm down your fine....I'll get through the first day of high school. I am going to look super popular, I then roll my eyes, and sexy and hot....But I won't look like myself

   I then arrive to school, obviously my mom drove me and played her old music. As if I wasn't embarrassed enough, just having to wear and outfit I don't even like. My mom straightened my hair this morning and made sure I put on a corset and a push-up bra. Which is the worse it hurts, it always hurts my stomach, OH and I have to wear heels. I swear one day I am going to make sure I buy what I want to wear and rock it. And be the bisexual girl I was always meant to be. 9th grade here I come.

   I walk into the front office and I have to wait in a long line just to get my schedule for the year. The sad thing is we don't get to choose our electives...well that is just what my mother said. I pulled out my phone and scrolled through tiktok...I gained 7,000 more followers overnight. I think to myself "ugh what simps", see my mom doesn't let me do fun dances but inappropriate ones which doesn't really make sense. My mom says if I want to watch tiktoks I have to do the inappropriate dances. The good thing is I am allowed to wear a mask and hoodie. I finally get my schedule for the year.

   I was put in dance,choir,cosmetology,and health science. Eh guess it ain't too bad. I walked to my class but the school is so big, I ended up getting lost. Then I saw this cute girl just standing around I think "is she lost aswell?" I decided to walk up to her, "hey umm I am lost I was hoping you can help me find my first class??" I have never been so nervous in my life but right now I feel extremely nervous. She then says " Uhh sure what's your name?" "Makayla what's yours?" I said. "Clarissa. Nice to meet you Makayla." "Ok so oh J312 I have that class right now. What grade are you in Makayla??" "I am a freshman so 9th grade you?" "oh I am a sophomore." Clarissa said. "Oh so your in 10th grade?? Also why aren't you in class??" "Oh well I am kinda here to help the freshmans find their classes and my teacher is an elective so the school said it was fine." "Oh ok can I have y-your number??" I said. "Aww that's cute asking for my number, sure cutie it's ***-***-****."Clarissa said.

   "h-heh thanks I got it!!" I said. "Mkay well let's get ya to class and I might as well get to class too." Clarissa said. "Oh ok thanks!!" "no problem cutie." Wait why is she calling me cute is it something she says normally?? Well I guess I am okay with it. "Here is our class..Mrs.Robinson!!" "Oh yes dear?" said Mrs.Robinson. "We got a new student she is a freshman and her name is Makayla she has you first period." "Oh yay we got another dancer.....so make sure makayla feels welcomed especially since she is the only freshman this year, well for this period. But this is advanced so she must've done some dance when she was younger." said Mrs.Robinson. "Okay everyone get to your positions and show makayla the dance we did last year to win comps!!" said Mrs.Robinson.

   I had a great first day at school other then the push-up bra and the corset hurting my stomach constantly it was great. I made new friends got a cute girl's phone number. Me and her are gonna hang out this weekend. My mom has already approved but I had to let her borrow some of my clothes so she would be able to hang out. My mom doesn't want me hanging out with what she calls "poor people" or "bad influences". Welp until tomorrow, I am going to bed now.

   I get into a gown, and lay on my bed moments later I fell asleep.

To be continued