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ISADORA

3 days. 3 more days. 3 more days and i'm sixteen. 3 more days and i am still not going to be allowed to stay home on my own.

1 more day and school starts. How i love my life...

"Izzy darling, you know i don't want you home alone. Period" my dad mutters from out of the kitchen "As long as mom is away your still coming with me to training."

Oh yeah, mom. I totally forgot about that woman. Mom has been in Poland because of her work for almost more then 4 years now. When she left she told me it was for some business stuff, and that i didn't need to expect to see her in the next couple years. That's all i know. She left when i was 11, at night. So i didnt even had the chance to say goodbye. 

It's not that i really missed her the past years. She was never around, always working. But now? Now is miss her. Cause now i have to join my father in every training he gives to these stupid fucking teenage football boys who find themselves amazing, cause my mom chooses to not be home and be in Poland in the middle of nowhere and i'm stuck watching some guys play the sport i hate most.

I have to sit and watch. Like last year. And the year before that. Watching how my dad, the coach of the Black Panthers football team of Greenfield Highschool, gives training to the worst boys of whole Greenfield, cause he doesn't want me to be home alone. And it's after school. 2 hours. It's even more boring then History class with Mr. Smith.

"But dad i'm turning 16! Come on!" I mock and stand up to get myself some water. He just stares at me and i give him a dirty look. 

"No is no, Isadora" I hear him mumbling and then he leaves the kitchen without any other word. Great.

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"Isadork! I called mom yesterday and she told me she sent you a message on Facebook" Liam calls from downstairs. Isadork, that's the nickname my brother has been using for me since we we're kids. Dad would always get all mad because of it, but Liam never stopped. 

"Nobody uses Facebook anymore. She really lives under a fucking rock." I reply and sigh, putting my book away and grabbing my phone. I mean, is she dumb? Out of every sort of platform she can text she chooses Facebook.

Grabbing my phone, i already see the message popping up and click on it

Mom

Hello my dear Isadora, how has your summer vacation been? I just wanted to let you know that i saw your tiktok with Cleo and Jules and it was really fun and amazing to see how you have friends and that you are living your best life out there!" 

Best life my ass. She sounds like a literal Tiktok mom in those comments. Did she really had nothing better to tell me then that she loved my tiktok? 

"What did she tell you?" Liam asks, walking into my room. "She told me she loved my tiktok with my friends" because that was really it. That was the best she could come up with to text her daughter for the first time in 4 years.

"Oh that's-... nice" He replies. I scoff "Get out Liam". After he got out i started typing back to my oh so lovely mother,

Me

Hello mom, my vacation was great

It was not.

And my friends are indeed fun! 

That's really everything i have to say for now. 

That's also where i decided to end my day. Grabbing the sheets, i pull them over me and turn off the light. I really didn't wanna go to sleep but i was tired. And tomorrow was school.

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"Isa!" That could only be one person and one person only being so happy on the first day of school. 

Jules wraps her arms around me as i walk into Greenfield Highschool after 2 months. "Where is Cleo?" i ask her as i hug her back. "Her dad overslept so she is going to be late" Jules answers with that bright chocolate eyes looking at me. "Late on the first day of school? So Cleo." 

We both start walking to the bord where the classes are written down. I'm so scared to see which class i landed in this year. I always have the most shitty people in my class. Except Cleo and Jules ofcourse. 

"Here we go" I take a deep breath and walk through the crowd of people to find my name on the class list. I spot my name in some list and look over it. My class this year is called 1G10 and the people in it? What. the. fuck.

Class list of Grade 10, Class 1G10:

Grayson Anderson

Lucas Avery

Isadora Andrews

Cleo Brown

Aaron Brown

Nathan Buckly

Emily Carter

Scott Cooper

Alex Drewson

Jason Reed

Tiffany Morgan

O.M.G

This is the worst class i had in ages. Even worse then last year.

First, the two worst bitches of whole Greenfield. Tiffany and Emily. Two cunts who think they are everything and also the most popular two girls in school. They have been hating on me for the last 3 years. But i hate them too, so i think we're fair.

And then. Oh god. those football boys Grayson, Lucas (the only one my dad allows me to talk to cause he is 'a good guy'. He's just a nerd.), Aaron (Cleo's twin), Nathan, Alex, Jason and fucking Scott Cooper. 

Scott Cooper might be the most annoying person i've ever met. i'm surprised his ego still fits through the door. And on top of that, he is the captain of the football team. And so he thinks he is all high and mighty. Newsflash, he's not.

Every girl is all over him and totally obsessed. You know, i can't blame them. Scott Cooper is the perfect picture. Golden dark blonde hair, tall, ocean blue eyes, captain of the football team... and i could keep going. but his personality? I'm not even gonna start on that one.

He sleeps around with every girl he sees, but girlfriends? I always hear him say "I don't do girlfriends". Alright you want an applaus?

I never actually met Scott, and i think i'm lucky. I'm always there when he trains but i never even shared a glance with him. All because of my fucking father. He doesn't want me to talk to any of his team members, especially not Scott. Which i don't have problems with. But what i have problems with is that he only allows me to talk to Lucas Avery. Also a team member but a fucking loser. The only thing he is good at is throwing that ball. One time he was just casually walking down the halls with a frog in his hand and told everyone (who didnt even ask) that that dirty creature was his pet, named Derek. A fucking loser as you already noticed.

 This is going to be a longgggg year...

Heyy guys and thanks for reading the first chapter. I now started off with a little more information then plot so sorry if it was kinda boring but i swear it will be less boring once you get further into the story! (or not but i hope so :p) Anyways i hope you still enjoyed!