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song of this chapter!

Arabella - Arctic Monkeys (Random song for the first chapter)

First-person perspective

- Victoria Lawson -

The hot water drips down my back and through my hair.

It's the first day of year twelve and I don't want to, I need to make a good impression.. something that says 'I glowed up over the holidays!' you know?

I step out of the shower onto the fluffy bath mat and wrap myself in my towel.

Hurriedly, I put my uniform on. I'm running a bit late on time and still need to do my make-up and hair.

I'm not going to do anything special with my makeup, I don't want it to look like I'm trying too hard so I apply mascara, a slight bit of concealer and lipgloss.

Then simply straightened my hair.

I look gorgeous, like always though.

As a child, I used to get compliments all the time and I still do now.

Grabbing my school bag with all my books, I head out the front door.

Usually, my mother would be here to say goodbye, but she's started going to the gym before going to work. I think she's trying to stay as young as possible, and she is quite young to have an nineteen-year-old, thirty-six years to be exact.

Plugging my AirPods into my ears, I start speed walking to the bus stop where I usually meet my best friend, Matt.

Matt Clèment knew from day one that he was part of the LGBTQ+ community and everyone treated him differently for it, except me of course.

We've been friends since prep or pre-school.

As soon as I turn the corner to the bus stop, I run towards Matt's tall-ish figure.

"Boo!" I yell, tapping him on the shoulders.

He turns to me with a smile on his face, "hey babe" he says as we kiss each other's cheeks.

"God I missed you so much! You got the best tan ever!" I exclaim. Matt has been away in Bali for the holidays, Lucky bitch, I just stayed home for my holidays.

"I know right! There was this hot guy at the hotel resort we stayed at but he was in his thirties.. but anyway look at you! You look so fab!".

I give him a twirl in response and we both chuckle.

He takes out one of my AirPods, placing it in his ear.

We hum along to the songs together.

The familiar sound of the old bus fills our ears.

"I swear to god, I thought they said they were going to get a new bus months ago" I roll my eyes.

"Seriously I can hear that thing coming from a mile away" he adds.

The bus stops in front of us and we both step onto the sticky floor, making our way to the back where we usually sit but taking up both our seats is the witch bitch, Maria Fernez.

Maria has a cake-y amount of makeup and her hair in a messy ponytail.

"Gotta be joking" I whisper to Matt.

She pulls her gaze to us, "Oh I'm sorry.. is this your seat?" She sarcastically pouts.

"Get out of our fucking seats," I demand.