Today is the last first day of high school. Months ago I was crying in my bedroom over my ex. Fast forward to now, i'm getting ready for a brand new season of my life.
My brown hair is no longer shoulder length. It has grown and my bangs are now past the awkward stage. I've also put on more weight that my boobs have gotten a bit bigger. I had no appetite before since I was struggling to keep up with school work, scoring better on my SAT's, and relationships. Now I became healthier. Happier even.
Every first day of school for the past eighteen years of my life, my mother would take pictures. Today is the most important day of all. Krista is picking me up and of course my mother turned it into a whole segment. Krista never minds it since she loves being taken photos of.
"Oh my god. Mom? We need to like, go. Stop with the pictures now please."
"Wait hold on! But you guys are so beautiful! You need these for memories!"
"You took like five hundred. It's all good. We gotta go okay? Bye! I love you!" I begin to move away but Krista is having her solo pictures taken. "Krista! Come on!" I pull her away and we get inside her light blue convertible.
We take a pause then at the same time we both shout out, "We're seniors!" and we laugh out loud brimming with excitement.
I had forgotten what it was like to be surrounded by girlfriends. I was so focused on my ex before I didn't realize I had drifted from them. But my real friends were there keeping me afloat and sticking by me. Krista was the one that never left. Since middle school she has always been here for me.
I reached out right after I ended it with him. Then, we slowly started to hang out again just like old times but not? I had changed as a person and so did she. Except one thing remains the same: our bond.
We all meet up at the parking lot: me, Krista, Lizbeth, Jenna, and Daisy. Everyone was non-stop talking about their summer and our future. Daisy and I have first period together, so while everyone else separated we walked to class. But we're shocked to find people standing around the classroom door.
"Hey, what's happening?" I ask.
"We have assigned seats." Claire tells me. "It's so stupid."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah. I don't know why. It's not like we're second graders."
One by one Mr. Rivera calls out our names and points to the seat we're assigned to for the whole year. Everyone hates it, but Mr. Rivera doesn't care. Daisy is sitting on the far left side of the room while i'm on the right side third seat.
"Koen Rivard? Sit right next to Evie Van Stone."
"Next to who?"
I wanted to die in my seat. It must be a joke! We've been going to the same school since we were kids. We had third grade class together. But i'm not surprised he doesn't remember since he seems self-absorbed. Koen Rivard is a classified jerk — a womanizer and the literal epitome of bad influence.
YOU ARE READING
Fall For Me
Teen FictionWith a failed first romance a year ago, seventeen year old Evie Van Stone seeks out to make her last high school year to be the best year ever without romance or boys. Except things begin to change when her world collides with Koen Rivard, a boy she...