The New Kid

Chapter 1.

Silvia's POV.
"Ugh why do I have to get up this early?!" I asked myself as my 6:30 alarm went off . The suns JUST rising and I'm up.At 6:30 in the fucking morning.
I crawled lazily out of bed , put on my bath robe and went to go wake up my brothers.
"Jace!Orion!Wake up!"
God why do I have to wake them up? I mean Orion & I are both Sophomores ,and Jace is a Senior. But I have to wake them up?I thought to myself.
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I checked over my outfit once more in the mirror , making sure my "Friday" shirt was perfectly fine,
"Thank god it's Friday." I breathed,
as I got my bag and Car keys.
"I'm leaving!Bye Mom love you!"I yelled walking out the door. As I got in my 2010 Ford Focus, I noticed it was hotter than I thought so I went back in side and got a pair of black sandals.
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"God doesn't Jack know how to park?!"I yelled
to my self as I parked behind Jack's silver Ford.
Jack was my ex , we started dating the summer after 8th grade , when he asked me to be his girlfriend in front of the entire town on The 4th of July. Of course I said yes , because it was Jack.Tall , Naturally tan and of course beautiful.We dated all the up till January of our Freshman year , when I found him making out with Skyler Logan at a varsity basketball game.I know right? Like how Classic? You couldn't have been cheating on my with our English teacher? Like come on give me something original.

I grabbed my stuff and locked my car.
Ahhhh, good ole Stockton High School.
One of the best schools in our area , good sports teams+good looking students=Super preppy high schoolers with high self esteem.Or in other words , Preppy Bitches , Ass kissers to be exact. Sucking up to their parents, making them think we're straight A , Athletic,Non-drinking , non-smoking, perfect kids. But in all reality , everyone here just wants to have a good time , relax, not be under all the pressure of our parents & teachers.But for most of us , this school gave us pride & spirt , sounds corny , I know but it was true.We loved our school.Like crazy NFL fans who paint their face , love.So everyday we come here to make every generation before us proud.By getting good {by which I mean decent} grades and play the sport we called our own till it hurt.