Second Day

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this is Aliyah ✮

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this is Aliyah ✮

this is Aliyah ✮

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this is gustav💫

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this is gustav💫

this is gustav💫

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This is Georg 🙈

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This is Georg 🙈

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*Beep* *beep* *beep*

"UGHHHH.. " I groaned. What the hell is that noise? I startle awake and realize it's my alarm. "CRAP I'M LATE!!" I slide off my bed and run to the bathroom and brush my teeth. I wash my face and rush back to my room to get changed. I throw on a black cropped tank top, baggy black'
jeans , my shoes and headphones.

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It's 7:40. "Dammit I gotta go!" I pack my makeup in a bag and run out the door. I moved here a week ago and it already feels like Hell. I started school yesterday and it was whatever. Nobody talked to me and I sat alone at lunch. I was fine with that though. I actually enjoyed the peace and quiet. I underestimated how cold it was outside. The wind was blowing my long hair back as I ran to school.

I ran into class just as the bell rang. "Sorry I'm late!" I stood there panting looking at the floor. "Just go sit down Ms. Hawthorne." I scurry to the open seat in the back corner, farthest from the board. I take out my notebook and pen. I start taking down notes as my english teacher, Mrs. Janet, start writing down what the meaning of a freaking poem is. I stare out the window, bored as hell.

"Ms. Hawthorne. Pay attention. Do not make me ask you again." Crap. I didn't realize how long I was staring. I hear someone chuckle from behind me.

What the hell. Who does this person think they are?! I slightly turn around and glance at the person behind me. I turn around quickly when our eyes meet. Huh. He was kinda cute. He looked a little familiar, but I couldn't put my tongue on it. He had a soft face. Sharp jawline, but a pretty smile and pretty eyes. He had dreads that were tied up under a cap. When I looked at him he was smiling and playing with a silver lip ring.

He's kinda...nope not going there.

"Ms. Hawthorne detention!" Mrs. Janet yells. I quickly look up with shock in my eyes. Gosh dammit. Why me? It's not MY fault HER class is so boring.

-Time skips-

I'm walking to a random table to eat my lunch. My headphones are on and my music full volume. I sit down when i feel someone jab me in the back. "What the hell!-" I turn around and see that boy, back facing towards me. He must've jabbed me with his elbow. I could yell, but I don't have the energy. I put my headphones back on and just read my book. I'm not hungry anymore. I feel another jab. Okay that's it. I turned around.

I hope you like this I'm not good at writing 😓sorry it's so short

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