Alvarado and Fischer

Chapter Two

August 26, 2013

I'm jolted awake by my alarm. I opened my eyes and looked at my phone to check the time. 6:30 am. I've always hated the first day of school. It is just so stressful for me since I feel the need to look perfect and impress everyone, even though I've known all the kids in my grade since kindergarten. I live in the type of town that no one moves to, and usually no one leaves. Everyone just kind of stays here. I groaned and got up, walking to my bathroom.

Brushing through my hair, I scanned my face. I have brown eyes and brown hair. Yeah, I know very original. I have freckles on my nose and cheeks. I really hate them but my best friend Leanne says they're cute. I don't really think I look all that special. I look like every other brunette senior in my school. I'm not very tall but I'm not very short either. I am 5'4 and 3/4 to be exact. I am always told I'm skinny but I don't think I am. I am very self-conscious when it comes to my weight since people used to pick on me and say I must be anorexic. I basically look like the majority of the Millington female population.

I did my everyday makeup and put on the outfit that I laid out last night. White high-waisted jeans with a rip at the knee, and a floral crop top. I slipped on my black converse and put my hair in a top knot. I make sure to put on my bracelets that I always wear. I grabbed my bag and ran downstairs. I didn't have time for breakfast so I quickly grabbed my keys and yelled "Bye Mom!" as I ran out the door to my car.

I have a used Toyota that previously was my grandmothers. When she got too old to drive the car was given to my sister, Jane. When my sister left to go to college my brother got the car, but on his 18th birthday he got a yellow hummer. So I got stuck with the ten year old junk car. I really don't mind all that much. I like having a car that doesn't make me stand out. My brother Thomas just started his first year at the University of Alabama and my sister graduated from UCLA and now lives in San Diego with her boyfriend, Justin.

As I drove down my street towards Leanne's house to pick her up, I noticed that my next door neighbor's driveway was filled with moving trucks. In my lifetime, four different families have lived in that house. It has just been a vacant lot for almost a year now. Right as I drive by a tall boy who looks around my age walked out the door. He turned to me, smiled, and waved. I smiled but kept driving.

When I get to Leanne's house she is waiting on the steps.

"Took you long enough." Leanne jokes.

"Oh just shut up and get in the car, or I'm leaving and you're walking." I yell out the window of my car.

She just laughs and walks around to the passenger's seat. She is wearing a red skirt and a black tank top with white vans. Her blonde hair is perfectly curled and her makeup is on point. She is only 5'2 and is very skinny. She is definitely prettier than me, which always makes me giggle since she used to have braces, glasses and frizzy un-combed hair. I remember the first time we met she was wearing rainbow stripped leggings and a fuzzy sweatshirt from target. The worst part is that I was wearing the EXACT same outfit as her. When we saw each other's outfits we both laughed and as if on cue, both said "Nice outfit." And that was when we became best friends. I tell her everything and she does the same. She lives 3 streets down from me, so we used to spend hours running around in the woods behind our neighborhood. When we were about 11, we got in a huge fight when she told me she liked the same boy as me. The thing was she took our entire group of friends with her so I was left with no one. That's when my anxiety mostly started. We didn't talk for two and a half months, and on my birthday she rode her bike to my house and left a large bag of presents and a note. It was full of at least five pages just saying how much she was sorry and how much she missed me. After reading it I ran up to her in school, hugged her and asked what I had missed. We continued the day as if nothing had happened and we haven't fought ever since then. It's hard to believe we have been friends for ten years.

She snaps me out of my thoughts when she says, "So are you going to drive or are we going to sit here all day long"

"Right, sorry." I start the car and begin to drive to school.

"Oh don't apologize, I actually was planning to skip the first day of my senior year." She says, sarcasm ringing through her voice.

"Shut your pie whole Leanne Hope Elliot or I am going to push you out of this car, while it's still moving."

"Is that a threat, Julia Rose Alvarado?"

"I think we both know the answer to that." I reply and she laughs.

As we pull into the parking lot I recognize the same boy that was moving in next door. He smiles and waves for the second time today, and I do the same.

"What the hell was that?" Leanne asked with a stupid grin on her face.

"I know this may be a new concept for you, but some people are kind to people just for the fun of it" I tell her. She always gets exciting when anyone from the opposite gender looks at me, she really has no faith in me.

While were walking down through the court yard to get from the student parking lot to the main building, we continued talking about how Leanne is heartless and is horrible at communicating with other human beings. She told me she thought Mark Rodney was hot this year, which made me burst into laughter because just two weeks ago she was tell me how much she hated him. Every month Leanne likes someone new, and she usually ends up "hooking up" with them for a night, then she moves on as if nothing had happened. As for me I've never had a boyfriend or even had a first kiss. Leanne used to call me virgin j for the longest time. It was horrible.

We went our separate ways for home room since they were divided up based on last names. We got our schedules and went through the first day routine of getting paperwork for our parents to sign, talking about rules, and meeting your homeroom teacher and classmates. After an hour of that we got to the part where we can actually go to our scheduled classes.

The bell rang and hundreds of kid filled the halls. My first class was astronomy. Not a great way to start of the day in my opinion. When I walked in I was immediately mad because I definitely wasn't in a class with any of my friends. I wanted to at least have one person I knew in my class but the only person I had even remotely talked to was that new boy I don't even know the name of. I sat at the back table where I didn't think anyone would come to, boy was I wrong.

Right as the class began, mystery neighbor boy decided out of all the choices of seats he had to sit next to me.

"Hi, I'm Will is this seat taken" is what a hot guy in a romance book would say to the beautiful girl. But this isn't a romance novel by Nicolas Sparks, so that isn't how it went down.

"Will Fischer, nice to meet you," he said as he took his seat "you are the girl that has been staring at me all day, first in front of my house, then in front of the school. You know I think stalking is illegal," He continued to talk but I didn't really care, he was great. He was funny I could already tell and he looked like he just stepped off the set of an Abercrombie photo-shoot. After it had been a good twenty seconds of me hardcore staring him down I realized he was staring at me, waiting for an answer.

"Uh-yeah what was that" I whispered stupidly trying to make sure our teacher wouldn't hear.

"I asked your name"

"Julia"

"Last name?"

"Alvarado, my names Julia Alvarado."

"Alvarado and Fischer. I like it," he said as he turned to listen to the teacher who was saying god knows what.

And as for me, instead of paying attention to the introduction that Mrs. Raven was giving us I sat starring at this new kid who had talked to me once and already began consuming my thoughts.

wow two chapters i really made it here on wattpad. i will probably update a couple times a week , not like you wanted to know but hey why not write it down.