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"It's December 4th!" my mother yelled while barging into my room.
"Don't remind me." I exclaimed.
"C'mon. Today is going to be great, I promise." She smiled.
With that, She walked out of my room, probably to wake up my brother, Ashton. He knows some people from Norwest already because he started school 2 days after we moved here because, well he hates me and wanted to make friends before me so he could get them to make fun of me. He told me that he already "clicked" with some people and now they're a "group". I think their names are like, Luke, Calum, and Michael. I don't know, but all he told me was
"To prepare for all his friends to hate me." So that's all I know.

I got up out of my bed and got dressed. Davina, Dylan, and I were the "bands" group I guess. We always wore a shirt with bands on them, and I normally wore black jeans. Davina usually wore kinda colorful stuff. More colorful than me anyways. And Dylan, he was the "DJ" type of guy, he makes his own music. He has everything, He's good at it too.
Gosh, I miss them.

I wore black high waisted skinny jeans, of course. A grey Nirvana shirt, and white Converse.

And before you say anything, no. I'm not gothic. Don't even go there.
I just like to wear some black, I don't usually mean to wear all black, today I'm not though, I'm only wearing black jeans. That's all.

I brushed my teeth and brushed my messy blonde hair, then walked downstairs.

"So, ready for school?" My brother, Ashton, smirked.

"Not really. And will you stop looking at me like that? I'll smack that smirk right off your face." I replied.
That response really made his smile disappear. I felt proud by that. I don't know why.

I grabbed a poptart and ate it fast.
My brother had cereal, but I didn't want any.

My brother drove me to school, which scared me because he offered me.
My brother is an evil genius.
He probably planned something.
I guess I'll find out.

When we got to the school Ashton took the keys out of the ignition and walked over to a group of 3 other boys, I'm guessing was Luke, Calum, and Michael. Michael had kind of a lot of tattoos, which worried me. Calum had about 3 tats, and Luke had a Nirvana smiley face on his forearm and a lip piercing.

That made me worry. A lot.

"Lyric!" Ashton yelled to me motioning for me to walk over to him and his "friends".

I walked over to them and Michael looked at me with a smirk.

"This is Luke, Michael, and Calum." Ashton said and pointing to each of them as he did so.

"Hi." I mumbled.

"So you're Lyric?" Michael asked with the same smirk on his face.

"I guess you've heard about me." I replied.

"Some stuff." Calum interrupted.

I looked over at Luke and his emotion was unidentified.
He just looked lost, and....surprised?
I don't know.

"So Lyric," Ashton started, "go to the office to get your schedule, we'll be your tour guides."

"How should I know I can trust you guys?" I spat.

"Because I'm your brother." He replied.

"That proves nothing, that actually proves my point of why I should not trust you." I stated.

"You can trust me." Michael smirked while grabbing my bum.
I immediately grabbed his wrist, "you do that one more time, and I'll rip this hand off your arm. And wipe that smirk off your face or I'll do it for you." I stated.

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