Fine Mess

Chapter 1

Camilla's Pov

"Dad! 'I'll be fine don't worry it's just a new school" I said calmly to my father who sincerely needed reassuring . " I know honey it's just that you're growing up too fast very soon you'll be leaving me going off to college then you'll be married and have ki.."

"Dad! Calm down I'm not getting married I'm just going to a new high school calm down" I say laughingly. Sometimes my dad is more dramatic than Kim Kardashian on her annoying show.

"I promise dad I will not grow up any more than I should in the next couple of hours".

"Fine" he says grudgingly. " I love you" "I love you too Dad tell Melanie(my adorable 6 year old sister) I said bye . Bye"

I walk calmly down my street towards the bus stop and approach the bus and I know that its going to be a great day. Not! I have a very bad habit of staring at things around me that are honestly extremely unnecessary and before I realize what had happened the bus was gone.

Seriously how am I supposed to steer my ship with positivity if I miss even the bus. I  reluctantly run towards the school after all running is good for the body.....exercise and stuff.I get to school hot sweaty and tired and luckily on time.

I rush to the principles office and am greeted by this cute old lady typing away. "Hi" I gasped mostly from lack of air due to all that running. She raised her head and gave this adorable old lady smile and said " You must be Camilla Anderson the new girl. Mr. Brown, the principle told me you were coming. Take a seat and let me go get your schedule". I sit down quietly and look at my surroundings.

She came back after about five minutes with a schedule in her tiny old lady hands... I just love old people they are soo cute. I thanked her with a smile and walked out the door. I took a quick glance at the schedule

.So I had History, Room 5a . YAY.. I love history. I am one of those people who adapts quickly to her surroundings and in about five minutes I had found the class and entered .

I realized that the teacher was absent and that there were three seats in the front row. I've always been that teachers pet who sits at the front always giving answers.. that ain't about to change. I plop myself into one of those seats and take out my books.

Some people were talking and gossiping about the latest fashions and whatnot. Funny I am one of those people who doesn't care if she's in a garbage bag..

I'll wear anything as long as its comfortable I really don't care. Right now I was currently wearing some cheap white tank top, black jeans and a black sweater...I'm beginning to give off this goth vibe.

I miss my friends from Mexico they were so funny and easy to hang out with and they weren't judgy these people look uptight and could use a long nap and spa treatment. If you're wondering why a Spanish girl is living in California then here it goes.

My dad, mum, sister and I were living happily in Mexico ...that is until mom died in a car accident coming to pick me up from my friends house. I will always blame myself for that but I have to be strong for my dad and my sister... especially my dad .. he broke when she died.. everyone did ... she was an amazing mother and person and I find it so hard to live without her but ill survive .

I was so lost in thought I didn't see a brown haired boy enter the room nor did I hear the whole girl population in the class sighing... nor did I see him walk towards my desk and hear him say ...

"Excuse me but that's my seat."

I turned to glance at him and said "What?" and my response from him was" I understand you're dazed from seeing my face but I don't like to repeat my sentences.. Get up!

This boy just messed with the wrong chica.This just got personal.

Authors Note

Hi guys so this is my first book and I don't expect it to be like the bomb or anything but  I hope you like it and I hope u realize that this is my first book. Feel free to criticize seriously say anything ... it takes a lot to offend me..um also

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