Y/N
Here I am. My new life. I think to myself, as I walk through the door of my new high school, echo creek. I've never been so excited in my entire life. I've been thinking about all the potential friends I could make and the memories I could make while I'm here.
Leaving my mother in Washington wasn't a hard thing considering, I barely even know her. I only saw her about once a month growing up. She was alway in and out of meetings, and when she was home she was on the opposite side of our huge house on a phone call or something. I didn't need her anyway the servant took care of me because she didn't.
I look down the almost empty hallway as I walk through the door. I see blue lockers, a blonde jock talking down to a cute cheerleader, an over flown trash can with incomplete homework. I chuckle to myself and think "public schools are just like the movies."
I was wearing a white turtle neck with a dark blue sweatshirt that said "Washington" on the front, and white jeans. Looking at everyone else's outfits I definitely look the most put together and maybe a little over dressed.
Trying to feel like a main character, I ran my hand across the lockers in a mysterious way. As I'm running my hands across the blue lockers, I see something blue shooting quickly for my face. My reaction time isn't quick enough to move, so all I can do is close my eyes tightly. It slams into my face.
BANG
Soon as it moves away from my face I put my hand on my nose in pain. As I open my tightly shut eyes to see who the culprit was behind this.
I see brown and golden eyes. I rub my eyes again and see a tall boy, in a baggy red hoody and jeans. He had messy soft looking hair. I kinda wanna touch it. WHATTTT. Why did I think that. I'm gonna put that thought in the do not touch box.
I say with a little more venom then I maybe meant, "WHAT THE HELL DUDE?!" He looks at me with a smirk on his face, "sorry princess" He says sarcastically. "Who are you calling princess you jerk?" His smirk turns into a sadistic smile, "you, Beverly Hills" He turned on his heel and walks away. I wonder where he's going. I'm stunned.
Ugh. I hope not all the guys here are douche bags. Whatever.
In the email I was sent from the principal said when I get to the school I should go to his office, where I will receive further instructions along side with a helping buddy. my first friend I think to myself. I make my way down to the principals office.
When I get to the door I hear a "Come in" from the office. I see an old fat balding man and a fat familiar face. God dammit. It's the red hoodie boy. I sigh when I see his face. The principle looks at me confused and asks, "have y'all met?" Before I can say anything Marco answers for me, "yes, we had a lovely introduction a few minutes ago." I scoff and say "lovely" in a sarcastic way under my breath.
"Anyways" the principal says "Marco is here to show you around." "Dang it" I say just loud enough for only Marco to hear me.
After that, Marco showed me around the school and where my classes are. the whole time being snarky and a little bit rude, but in a funny sarcastic way. After about an hour of being around him, I go off on my own because I know we're all my classes are.
It has been a long day and I was excited to meet the family I was going to be living with when I got home. So I got on the bus and made my way over to the neighbourhood where they lived. When I open the door I saw two warm faces they were the Diaz.
I turned around in the living room, and that's when I see him
NOOOO!
