💗HEATHERS POV💗
I'm sitting on Lindsay's bed, almost waiting for her to come back. It's 6:20 PM.
I can hear her dry her hair, and come back with her favorite pajamas. "Heather! Heather!!"
She's screaming my name.
"You're over that boarding school?"
Boarding School was never my thing. I was always this type of hardened rock. Boarding School was not the best. Especially since I went there when I was only 14, because I was "disobedient".
"Yeah. I am," Lindsay cuts me off. "High School is tomorrow. It went so fast because of you were here this summer."
"Linds.. thank you." I'm so lucky to have a sweet friend like Lindsay.
"So what's interesting at school..?" I pause, "Other than Tyler."
Tyler was this type of jock, oh I forgot to mention, he's Lindsay's boyfriend. Typical. I've seen him around town this summer, sometimes even with Lindsay. They really like each other, and I can see through him. His love is real. He gives her red roses all the time, they're really pretty. Anyways, Tyler was a football player, and he always wore a red sports band, and a red tracksuit with small letters. Lindsay and Tyler were pretty cute, if I have to admit it.
"There's this guy. Ale? Ale? I forgot, but everyone says he's really cute. Hot. He's just manipulative to me, but to other girls, they would love him twice. He can knock the socks off of you. Oh, did I say that wrong? Anyways, he's really charming, and athletic. He's friends with Tyler. Probably best friends."
I make a mental note - We might have some things in common, Ale. Also, don't get tricked by him.. What's the point?
"Hey, Lindsay, want to pick out an outfit for tomorrow?" That was on purpose, I needed to make a good first impression. Not a mean girl.
"Sure!!" She picks up this red top, then this brown skim. Then she pulls out a orangey mini skirt. I understand this school's style now. I know what I'll wear.
Oh. It's already 9:56. I better get going.
"Linds. It's 9:59. I'm going home. Sorry. Let's meet up tomorrow."
Lindsay stares for about a second. "Bye Heather, I'll see you tomorrow." I was about to go but then Lindsay stops me. "Before you go.. Here Heather. It's a friendship ring. You're my best friend."
It was pretty. Really beautiful. It was gold, with a small pearl in the middle. It had these swirls around it.
"Lindsay.. Thank you. Thank you so much!!" She could hear the happiness in my voice, and just nodded.
I went home at 10:30. Thankfully, my parents are always in a business meeting or something. They were here every 2 months, so my life was pretty easy.
I texted "Good Night Linds."
She responded "good night heather!!!! <3 o(≧▽≦)o"
I didn't go to bed yet, I was looking for the clothes I would wear.
YES! YES!! I knew what I wanted wear. Yes! These green cargo shorts, and this maroon crop top. Good.
Well, now it's actually good night, huh.
I wake up, tired. I take a nice long shower, and put on the clothes I had picked yesterday. Good Impressions. You would know what I meant if you went to a bunch of schools..
I put the friendship ring on. It's still beautiful. Lindsay, thank you.
I drove myself to school, I got my driver's license in the summer, after my parents told me that they wouldn't be here until next year.
When I entered there were so many girls next to this guy.
He had this bronze glimmery skin, these emerald, almost verdant eyes, with a fit posture, almost 6 foot. And a gleamy smile. These girls were swooning over him, and that's when I knew who we were talking about. When I was walking past these fan girls, I realized who "Ale" was. Of course Lindsay forgot him full name. When I was walking to my locker, I heard them say
Alejandro.
Not going to lie, he was attractive, but way too busy looking at himself, or kissing a girl's hand. It was pretty weird. I met up with Lindsay and Tyler, and did some small talk, before talking to the principle about the school rules, hallways, and finally. She stopped talking. My schedule was given and I was off to my first class.
Hallway 3C. I went to my class and introduced myself. I took a good look at this class, and I some familiar faces. Actually there was Bridgette. She was Lindsay's (kind of) friend, there was Tyler, and no Lindsay. Then I heard the door open, and it was that douchebag Alejandro.
"Hello. I'm Heather Kasuga. Nice to meet you all..?" or should I say.. "Hey!! I'm Heather! How is everyone." No.. That's not me.
"Hey. I'm Heather. Heather Kasuga. Nice to meet you guys." I can hear some people whispering, like this gothic monster high girl and this emo guy with a green highlighter ass mohawk.
"Okay, Heather you can go sit next to Duncan, Duncan, please raise your hand."
Duncan raises his hand
Oh, it's mohawk, I thought. He was sitting next to this girl, staring at her up and down. She had this sun-kissed skin, and this white and greyish-yellow shirt. She had this olive green pants, and these midnight eyes. Kind of like mine, except mines was a bit lighter. She had this short brown hair, with lighter streaks. Duncan (I'm going to call him mohawk from now) waved at me and went back to this girl.
"Hey." Mohawk said, still grinning at this girl (who I don't know the name of.)
"Hello!" I say, not amused with this romantic shit.
"Hello, Students. For Heather, my name is Mrs. Kasha, sweetheart."
Oh, she seemed like a nice teacher, I thought.
Suddenly Mohawk raises his hand.
"Could I go to the restroom, Mrs. K?"
"Sure, Duncan, quickly."
He leaves, then his girlfriend starts talking to me.
"Don't you dare fucking steal him. I'm a CIT!"
Damn, this girl got some issues, the fuck.
"Not planning to."
"Good."
Anyways, Mrs. CIT, was talking to gothy, when the teacher asked us a question.
"How do you feel about the people around you?" I saw a few hands shoot up, I didn't answer because I didn't know anyone here.
Gothy said this, "Well, it depends, to be honest, everyone here is okay.."
Alejandro raised his hand, "Who cares what they think about me? I only care if they adore me."
Big ass ego, not going to lie.
A lot of people actually agreed, typical. I can literally see through him.
We were learning about Aphrodite, the love goddess.
Anyways, Alejandro threw a piece of paper at me, and it said nothing, I glared, and he laughed talking to Tyler about whatever they talk about. I do not care.
She said we were doing a group project, ugh, already??
"Students, you will doing a group project, with a partner that IS NOT your choice."
Gothy and Mohawk were working together.
CIT and this random guy were together.
Tyler and Bridgette were together.
Alejandro and Heather! DID I HEAR THAT RIGHT?
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