"Skylar Anne Wilder, get your butt out of bed!" I heard Mom yell from downstairs. Her voice carried throughout the entire room, radiating inside my head.
"Fine!" I moaned, pushing myself up off the bed. I stumbled to my bathroom and looked at my reflection. A messy haired brunette looked back at me, her brown eyes and tan complexion shone with worry. Today was the first day of high school. A new school. New grade. New people.
I shuddered, not ready to enter a school full of people I don't know. I have problems with people. I am very shy and can get super anxious when I am at a place where I don't know anybody. I really did not want to go to my new school but looking like the girl in the mirror on the first day of school was not going to happen. I grabbed my brush from the counter and started to brush my very knotted hair. Once my hair was finally untangled, I did my routine makeup. I wanted to keep my look casual so I put foundation, natural shades of eyeshadow, brown eyeliner, and brown mascara. When I finally approved of my look I walked back to my room, rummaging through my drawers so I find a decent outfit for my first day. I picked out a black tank top with a red plaid vest and some jeans. I walked back into my bathroom and changed, putting on my socks and combat boots.
I went to the bathroom to grab my phone that I left on the sink and looked at the clock. It was 7:05, my eyes widened and I heard myself gasp. I was late for school. I raced out of my bathroom and grabbed my backpack from my desk. If I wanted to be on time, I should have left at 7:00. I hadn't even eaten breakfast yet. I raced downstairs, through the hall and into the kitchen. My mom was making toast, spreading butter onto the already cooked pieces. I grabbed a piece and ran to the door.
"Thanks Mom," I shouted behind me. "Sorry, but I am late."
"Only by five minutes.Have fun at school." I heard her say as I shut the door. I rolled my eyes at her comment. I know that I am only five minutes late, but I also happen to have time anxiety as well. I have to be early and if not early then at least exactly on time. I raced over to my purple bike hopping on and pushing off. Since I was close to my new high school I decided that riding my bike was good fitness and environmentally healthy. I bit into my toast and balanced my bike with both hands while keeping the toast in my mouth.
It didn't take me very long to get to Willow Prep. I looked around and placed my bike in the bike parking bars that are next to the front entrance. As I was locking my bike I noticed that there were a lot of people walking around. They all looked very fashionable and well dressed. You could tell the different popularity groups. The jocks were all circled around a bench in their football jerseys, a stereo was sitting on the bench playing some kind of rap music. The fashionistas were all in the parking lot surrounding their fancy cars while wearing dresses that were the definition of beauty. It was almost obvious that I didn't belong here, and that scared me the most. I heard the bell ring and my heart started hammering inside my chest. I quickly finished locking my bike and fast-walked all the way to my first-hour class which was English. The only reason I knew where I was going was because my mom and I came last week before school started to tour the building.
I got to class with one minute to spare. My heart was beating faster than it was when I heard the bell ring. I walked into the classroom and looked at the class. The desks were all lined up and there was already a lot of people in the classroom so I looked for the closest seat near me. I saw one in the front of the class, directly in front of me and I quickly got to it and sat down. I stared down at the table, not wanting to look up and accidentally make eye contact with someone. The bell rang signally the start of class and I breathed out a breath that I didn't know I was holding. Today is going to be a long day.
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Hey guys! Hope you enjoy my newest book. I have been working on trying to update all my books in a consistent manner, but always seem to procrastinate my way to writing another chapter of a story. I am currently trying to finish my Betrayal book as well as help rewrite the book Secrets To Keep with my friends on our joined account, RainbowGirlz15. With all that in mind, I might not get to updating this book for awhile. So, I am leaving this chapter as a preview for this book.
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Running From Innocence
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