It was the next morning, and I was at school. I walked to the on-campus Starbucks. I had on my white t-shirt and my ripped skinny jeans with some black boots. I had on simple, natural makeup with my hair loosely curled. I also had on my sunglasses. I debated whether I skuLl take my bike or my car, but finally decided on taking my red sports car. I drove to school and walked in, as confident as ever. This is who I was. I only went to that wretched place every once in a while. I had my dorm, after all. ECA was one of the best schools, and also one of th best things to happen to me. Elite College of the Arts. That was my home now, and nobody could tell me otherwise. I got an iced caramel frappuccino and walked to my dorm. When I got there, I was kind of shocked to see the same person who I stayed with last night in there with my roommate, Reneé. "Um, hey guys" I said as I put my stuff down. "What are you doing here Caleb?" "I just came to visit you" he said. I rolled my eyes. "I'm fine, dad." His eyes darkened and he glared at me "I- I didn't mean it like-" My eyes suddenly shifted over to Reneé, who had just cleared her throat and looked quite uncomfortable. "Anyways, why are you here again?" "I wanted to know if you were coming to class today." I stared at him..... and stared....... and stared. "So are you gonna give me an answer or not?" I rolled my eyes and walked out of the dorm, as I heard his laughter followed by happy chatter. I groaned and walked back into the dorm only to find Caleb sprawled across my bed, laughing and Reneé straddling him, giggling. As soon as I walked into the room the laughter stopped and they froze. Reneé suddenly jumped off Caleb while he say up, smiling sheepishly at me. "Um, okay then.......?" "Haha, yeah" Caleb's voice rang through my ears as I grabbed my stuff and left. I stopped in the hallways and listened I heard hushed voices and whispering. My lips involuntarily turned up a bit as I began to walk again. "Sup pretty lady" I heard as I walked through the halls. I rolled my eyes and kept walking. I heard whoever that guy was walking directly behind me. I turned around to come face to face with a familiar chest. I looked up. "Sean!!!!!! "»pic is of Sean«
YOU ARE READING
Someone I'm Not
RandomThis book is about a girl named Delilah who goes through some struggles