Les Amis De L'ABC In High School

First Day Of School

A/N A little guide: Kaylin- Italics
AJ- Bold
Third person- Normal
Anyone else- Underline (it will be said)

My phone's alarm blared from its charger, waking me up at 7:00 AM for my first day of senior year. The wake-up song set for that year was Taylor Swift's song twenty-two. I rolled out of my bed, groaning in exhaustion. I started to sing along because I love her music.

My impromptu dance party got stopped short when my brother banged on my door. "TURN THAT MUSIC OFF!" he shouted through the wood, furious. He was fourteen and a freshman.

Oh, I forgot to tell you about myself. Well, I have brown hair that is slightly wavy and brown eyes. I wear glasses, but I normally wear contacts. I'm around five foot four. And when this happened, I was seventeen years old, turned seventeen that summer on June 24th. My brother looks completely different from me. He's blonde with hazel eyes and a slight curl to his hair when it grows out longer. He's shorter than I am, at around five one, but I'm three years older; that's to be expected. I rolled my eyes and walked over to where my phone was resting on my desk.

I turned my alarm off and meandered over to my closet. I examined each item of clothing in it, trying to decide what outfit would be best for my first day at A, a new school and B, senior year. I finally chose a pale pink skirt falling down to my knees, a soft grey shirt with frilled short sleeves and blush-coloured flats. I braided my dark brown hair into a side French braid, ending in a ponytail. I examined myself in the mirror and tamed any loose flyaways I saw, which luckily aren't that many. I applied some mascara and left my makeup looking like that.

I grabbed my phone and unplugged it from the cord. I walked out of my room and towards the kitchen where I grabbed a mug from one of the cabinets. I poured myself some coffee from where the coffee-maker sat on our counter. I cracked some eggs into a frying pan and started whisking the gooey egg bits around, making scrambled eggs for both my brother and I. "Adrian, you almost ready?" I called, hearing his footsteps rushing down the stairs. I divide his finished eggs evenly and hand my brother his plate, a piece of toast and some eggs resting on it. My plate's the same. We finished our food at the same time and ran upstairs to brush our teeth. I finished brushing my teeth and walked downstairs once more, grabbing my car keys and my backpack as I put my phone in one of its pockets.

"Adrian!!" I shouted.

"Almost ready!" he yelled back down.

"Be here in two minutes or I'm driving to school without you!" I cried out.

I heard what sounded like a herd of elephants stomping down the stairs-oh wait, it was just my brother. I opened the door and walked outside, Adrian following me. I closed and locked the door, putting the key in another one of my backpack's pockets. I slid into the driver's seat of my car, Adrian getting in the passenger's seat. I pulled out of the driveway and started the drive to school. "Are you ready for your first day?" I said, keeping my eyes on the road.

"As ready as I'll ever be," he replied. "Wait, who're they?" I looked quickly to my right, seeing two people- a girl about my age and a boy about Adrian's- walking on the sidewalk. I pulled my car even with them.

"Hey, are you going to Saint Michelle High?" I said through the window. "Yes, we are. Why do you want to know?" the girl responded snarkily. I sighed, a little annoyed.

"Are you really planning on walking there?" I asked another question. The girl rolled her eyes and nodded.

"What does it look like we're doing?"

"Well, I could give you guys a ride," I offered. The girl looked at the boy, as if debating her options. The girl has long, dark brown hair somewhat like mine. She also has brown eyes that are currently narrowed, as if she's on guard from something. The boy has blonde hair that is a mess and blue eyes that shine. They got in the car, both in the backseat.