The art project

Chapter two

"Shows that we ain't gonna stand shit, shows that we are united, shows that we ain't gonna take it." -Adele "Hometown glory"

Aria Fields:

I was awoken by my alarm clock, at six in the morning.

Today's the day I go to my new school. I thought.

As I sluggishly got out of bed, I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I then took a shower, and I began to brush my hair.

As I went to my closet, all the new clothes I brought yesterday were there. I picked a crop top that said "smile" on it, and a pair of acid washed ripped jeans. I then put on a pair of black converse, and grabbed a denim jacket.

As I went downstairs, I could see Caroline looking at me with horror, and she quickly pushed me back in my room.

"This outfit...why aren't you wearing any of the new clothes?" She asked annoyed.

"I don't want to." I said nonchalantly. She scoffed and she began to burrow herself in my closet.

She soon threw out a pair of skinny jeans,and a pink blouse, which was almost transparent. She added a bib necklace to the outfit, and told me to put my hair in a ponytail as she looked through my shoes, as she finally found a pair of black flats.

"There." She said, feeling accomplished of her work.

As we left for school, mom waved us off.

About thirteen minutes into walking, we heard a group of boys coming our way.

"Hey! Care bear!" Caroline turned around, and her eyes brightened.

A tall boy with dirty blonde hair hugged her, and a two other guys came along with him.

"Nicolas!" She said cheerily.

I was confused, and I felt the eyes of one of them staring at me. His eyes pierced my back as Caroline introduced me.

"This is my best friend, Aria. Im staying with her while my parents are in Utah." I waved nervously, as Nicolas waved back.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Nicolas, but you can just call me Nick." I nodded as I shook his hand.

"This is Jackson, and thats Caleb. He doesn't really talk much." Jackson seemed energized, and fun, full of happiness. While I could still feel the cold stare of Caleb, his Dark brown eyes staying glued onto me.

I figured he'd want an introduction too. I stuck out my hand and smiled.

"I'm Aria." I was standing there for at least a good two minutes before I realized that he totally ignored me and walked away. I heard an uneasy chuckle from Nicolas, and I huffed as I started to walk to school.

. . .

The school was bigger than I expected, and I was shown the grand tour by Nicolas and Caroline.

As the first bell rang, they told me to go the principal's office to get my papers, and I did as so fit.

"Hi, I'm Mrs. Rodriguez, and you are?" The principal looked no older than thirty, and her curly black hair was everywhere. She was in a tan pantsuit, and her honey golden eyes looked at me.

"I'm the new transfer student. Aria. Nice to meet you." We shook hands, and we talked for a brief moment. As she gave me my papers, and my locker code, I left the room and went to my first class.

"Ah...There it is." I said as I pointed to my homeroom. As I walked in, I could feel stares pinning me down to the floor. I handed the paper to the teacher kindly, and she began to speak.