Chapter One

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" K! Wake up and get ready for school. You will NOT be late on the first day of school!" someone shouted.

I quickly sat up in my bed with my eyes still closed and shouted...

"I'm up! I'm up!"

Geez, I can never get sleep around here. She does realize that she always wakes me up before my alarm? I can't wait to finally get my own place which might not be so far away since I'm finally in my senior year. I groaned loudly while stretching out my limbs across my bed. I dragged myself  to the edge of the bed and sat up. I looked around my neat but maximalist room full of all of my favorite things; books, records, and cute trinkets and flopped backwards groaning not wanting to leave the comfort of my warm cozy sanctuary of a room. I felt around the bed with my hands looking for my glasses, which I threw somewhere last night...

"Where are my glasses?" I mumbled aloud while shuffling out of my bed into the unwelcoming cold stagnant air.

I'm always losing my glasses, my mom would freak out if she knew I lost another pair of glasses. Hmm, I wonder if I put them....

"There they are!" I said as I pulled it off of my desk.

Okay now I can properly attempt to look decent. I start to walk to my  bathroom that's connected to my room. Once I entered the bathroom I turned on the light and put my glasses on the counter and took a quick shower and by quick , I mean after three full blown shower concerts. When I finished I stepped out into the steamy air dried off and put on my silk robe. I walked to the sink to brush my teeth and do my skincare routine. Once I finished , I put on some cream blush, did my brows, mascara and some lip balm. I put on my glasses looked myself over and determined that I made a good attempt to look ready by society's standards.

'Why couldn't my life be YouTube 'Get Ready With Me' perfect.' I thought to myself.

But we all know you need real life editing for that to happen so never mind that. I looked away from the mirror turned off the bathroom light and walked out.

"Now for the difficult part..." I mumbled to myself.

I have to find something to wear on this dreaded day. I mean I don't look forward to the first day of school. I walked into my closet and pick out a black racer crop top with light wash jeans and my black slides. I walk out of the closet with the outfit and placed it on my bed. I moisturized and then put on my outfit. I sprayed my favorite perfume, and walked back into the bathroom.

While I was walking I thought of what to do with my super curly thick hair. I stare at it determining that it's getting too long and I should cut it soon,  I can't deal with it when it's heading to belly button territory.

"I'll just put it in a bun..." I ultimately decide.

I gave myself the arm workout of the week gathering my hair in a sleek low bun. I put a hair tie to hold my hair in place started to rap it in a bun. Once I successfully wrangled my hair I did my edges and put my Fenty gloss. I grab my backpack and cardigan from my desk and walk out my bedroom to get the keys to my car. My lovely Oreo colored mini cooper. As I walk out the front door I yelled...

"BYE MOM, BYE DAD!"

and lock the door behind me.

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While I'm on the road my stomach starts to grumble in protest and I take that as my sign to grab something. I decided to pull into Dunkin Donuts to stop my stomach from potentially embarrassing me in front of people. The line isn't that long so I get to the speaker pretty quickly.

"Hi, how can I help you?" A male voice said through the speaker.

"Hi, can I have a two number fives with two hot chocolates please. "

My signature order and honestly they should know me by now. I know if I don't get my best friend one she will devour mine so I just buy her breakfast too. That's how you know it's a real friendship if I buy you food. Food is definitely on of my love languages.

"Will that be all?" The cashier's voice said.

"Yup that's it." I reply.

" Your total is 12.50, please drive up to the window."

I pulled up to the window and gave the cashier the exact change, within two minutes I got the food and drinks. I glance at the clock in my car and realized that I only have thirty minutes until the first bell rings. I'm not doing so bad on time so I take my time driving to school considering it's only a ten minute drive.

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I pulled up to the school only to be stuck in senior traffic. Everybody was trying to get into the senior parking lot at the same time. We ALL have class at 9:30 so to everyone who thinks cutting in front of everyone is a short cut ...you're an asshole.

*RINGGGGGGGGGG*

I looked at my phone and saw that my bestie was calling me. I picked up my phone and swiped the green answer button.

"Hey girl! I see you're still stuck in traffic as per usual." she assumed.

"Yah all of these students make me sick. My dislike for school grows stronger every passing moment." I admitted while picking at my nails.

"I only like school solely for drama. Its most certainly what I live for. It's what gets my mind going. " she gushed.

I just rolled my eyes Avery can't live without the tea, Its like pollen to a bee. I started driving towards my parking space since the traffic lightened up. I backed in and turned off my car while juggling to hold all of my things without dropping anything. I locked my car and started walking towards the main entrance where Avery told me she would be. I notice two new cars in the lot today and let me just say the price tag for both have my eyes popping out of my head. We live in a smallish town and I would know who owns a black Porsche and a powder blue Bentley. I surely wasn't the only one who noticed the two foreign vehicles and wondered who they belong too. Plus who lets high school students drive luxury cars to school?

I shook my head and followed the sea of students heading towards the front of the school. I kept thinking who ever owned those cars were rolling in some serious cash and what are they doing here?

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~Author's note: Tell me what you think of K and the story so far.

Peace and love

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