KOOK YEAR • rafe cameron & kiara carrera DISCONTINUED

chapter one

kiara's pov:

i woke up a loud ringing sound that filled my entire room. i groaned before clicking the snooze button that was shown on my phone screen. i raised my phone in front of my face to look at my messages.

17 texts from jj, 2 calls from john b, 3 messages from pope

"shit" i mumbled as i quickly scrolled through all of the missed texts. i decided not to respond, as it wasn't anything important. i rested my phone back down beside me before forcing myself out of my bed. all i wanted to do was lay back down and wrap myself up in the warm duvet, but i couldn't do that.

today would be my first day at the kook academy, or the school for the snobby rich kids. i used to go to the normal town high school with the pouges i'm friends with, but my parents said they were a bad influence and enrolled me here.

i sighed before i walked over to my walk in closet. i picked up a white tennis skirt and an oversized polo with the school's logo placed in the corner. typical kook attire. i entered my bathroom and put on the clothing before pulling my hair into a loose ponytail. i let the short peices of hair in the front of my face loose and tucked one behind my ear.

i applied light makeup before slipping on my shoes. i hurried downstairs, as i was running late, and grabbed my car keys off the counter. "bye mom and dad!" i yelled as i walked by them in the living room. "bye kie, have a great first day of school." my father responded while my mother just smiled and waved.

i rushed outside and got into my car. i listened to the radio as i drove through figute eight. i wasn't a fan of how everyone, myself included, lived here while people were struggling on the cut. i knew i'd have to accept it because it wasn't changing anytime soon, so i did.

as i parked my car in front of the school, i took a deep breathe. "this can't be that bad. right?" i whispered to myself.

as i walked into the building, i scoffed when i saw the cliques in the hallway. i went to the office to pickup my schedule and made my way to my first class. i knew a few of these people from parties, but i've never held a conversation with any of them, i thought as i took a seat in my english class. i scanned the room and watched as people had conversations with their friends.

i didn't want to be here, and i most definitely didn't want to be a kook. i always wanted to be a pouge, and maybe that's why i hung around them so often. they had what i wanted. i was snapped out of my daze when the sound of the bell rang through my ears.

i picked up my bag before following the rest of the other kids out of the room. i made my way to my locker and put my sweater inside of it when someone suddenly pushed it shut. "hey i'm sarah." she said as she revealed herself from beind the locker. "i'm kiara." i responded as i gave her a slight smile.

"are you knew here?" she asked as i started walking down the hall with her. "yeah i mean to the school, not the island. lived on figure eight my whole life."

"you should totally sit at my lunch table. i mean you give me a good vibe." sarah said as she pulled a piece of paper out of her bag. she took a pen and wrote her number down on the paper. "call me after school, maybe we can hang out." she finished as she walked into a classroom, before i had a chance to respond.

i kept walking for a minute before i headed into a different classroom. i took a seat near the back of the classroom and zoned out. before i knew it the bell was ringing for lunch.