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First Day

Y/N:

"WAKE UP Y/N UR GONNA BE LATE" my brother says as he barges into my room. "Chill dude. What time is it???" "ITS 8:00 DUMBASS" SHIT. SCHOOL STARTS AT 8:30. I quickly get dressed in a dark purple crewneck sweatshirt with some beige cargo pants along with my Nike blazers. I grab my backpack and stuff all my supplies into it. I run downstairs and grab an apple and my water bottle. "Honey you're going to be late! We gotta go now before traffic." Me and my mom hop into the car and speed over to my school.

Ag:

I woke up at 6:00 and couldn't go back to sleep, so I decided to just stay up. Today was the first day of school. Ngl I'm actually nervous this year. I rlly need to get my grades up or else I'll be cut from the basketball team. I go to my washroom and take a quick shower. *after the shower*: Its 7:00 am and I check the gc to see if anyones awake.

Ag: Yo is anyone awake? I need a ride today.

Sofia: geez ag. It's only 7:00. School starts at 8:30 yk 😒

Ag: Ugh Whatever. Can u drive me or not?

Sofia: Of course I can asshole 🙄

Avery: Calm down children. No need to be aggressive 😇

Ag: SHUT UP AVERY

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Y/N:

It's 8:35 and we just arrived to the school. My mom dropped me off at the front doors and I ran in. I sped over to the front desk. "Uh hey. I'm Y/N. I'm new here and I don't know where my first class is. "Ah Y/N. here's your schedule. Class has just started so you should make your way there fast." She says while handing me a price of paper. "Thank you so much" I say. "No problem, Dear.". I can't believe I'm late for my first day of school. This is so embarrassing.

Ag:

I got dressed in a hoodie and pants with my AF 1's. As I'm waking down with my backpack, I hear a honk from outside. That's probably Sofia. I head out the door and hop into Sofia's car. (Yes, I know. They're only sophomores but just pretend that they're old enough to drive) "HEY BITCHHHHH" Sofia screams at the top of her lungs. "CHILL DUDE ITS STILL MORNING" I scream. "Sorry im just so excited for school!!!!". "How tf are you excited for school???. I hate school". "Whatever"Sofia says.  We arrive at school and meet up with our friends then head to classes. I have history first. Great. I sit in class and put in my AirPods. "Ag are you listening?" Mr. Smith says. "Sorry it won't happen again. "It better not". Right as I'm putting my stuff away I hear the door slam open.

Y/N

I'm racing against the clock as I run over to History. Once I'm there I slam the door open. "Hi I'm so so sorry I'm late. I got lost in the halls.". "I'm guessing you're the new student? Y/N, right?". "Yeah that's me". "Well, welcome to Albert Hights High School. I'm Mr. Smith. Why don't you introduce yourself to the class?"
"Uh hi everyone. I'm Y/N. I moved from LA with my mom and brother. I play softball and I'm glad to be here." I say.

Ag:
Some student barges into the classroom. Oh my gosh... she's so pretty. Mr.Smith starts talking but all I can think about is this girl standing infront of me. She's just so perfect. I snap out of it and start paying attention. "Here,  take a seat in the back" Mr. Smith says. She sits right across from me. I can feel myself stare at her until she looks towards me and I turn away fast.

Y/N

I take a seat in the back of the classroom. I can feel someone staring at me so I turn to the right. This girl was looking at me but I just brushed it off. "We'll start off the semester with a two person project assignment." Fuck. I don't know anyone here. This is gonna suck. "I'll be assigning partners this time. Y/N, you'll be partners with Ag over there." I turn to my right to see the same girl that was starring at me. "Woah. She's hot." Wait. Did I just say that out loud? Could this day get any worse? "Sorry. I didn't mean to say that." "It's fine dw abt it" she says. "I'm Y/N. I'm guessing you're Ag?" "Yep that's me" "do you wanna come over to my house? We can start working on the project then." She says. "Oh Um sure." I say. "Great. Here's my number. Call me if you have any questions." She says while handing me a ripped piece of paper.