The situation with Greyson didn't go so well. After I told him I was moving he kind of stormed off without a word and he looked pretty pissed off.
This morning I woke up and took a shower. When I got out I put on my glasses, a bra, and panties obviously, then I got some ripped black skinny jeans a Superman muscle tee, and black Converse. I brushed my dirty blonde hair leaving it in its natural waves today. I then grabbed my bookbag, jacket, and keys and headed out.
I didn't have to get Riley this morning so I went straight to school. When I got to school I went straight to my locker ignoring everyone that came to view, knowing they were saying something rude about me.
When I got to my locker, I opened it and a paper fell out. That's weird. Out of curiosity I opened it and found that it was for me from Greyson.
The not say that he liked me and he wished he would've told me sooner. I smile at the note but then frown again. I'm leaving, I remind myself.
I closed my locker and was about to walk to class when I got stopped by someone pulling at my arm. I turned around to find Greyson smiling at me.
"Hey, Greyson." I smile. "Did you read the note I left in your locker?"
"Yes, it was very sweet. Thank you, but it wouldn't work out and you know it." I say sympathetically.
"I know but I just wanted you to know. Do you want to walk to 1st period together?"
"Sure, thanks." I smile.
Greyson and I got an A on the project and after class, he wished me good luck and that he'd miss me.
It's the end of the day now, Riley and I are going shopping and stuff like that for the last time in a long time.
"I want to get a makeover. I don't want to keep being the nerd that never took risks anymore." I tell my best friend and she nods in agreement. "Alright, what do you want to change?"
"I want to dye my hair blue, get a nose piercing, and lose the glasses but I'd like to stay with my wardrobe." I rant excitedly, I've been wanting to do this for a long time and now I have the chance to.
"Sounds good. Although if you want to go with that kind of look I think you should lose the suspenders and bow ties." She suggests. "Okay, let's go," I said excitedly. We walked into the hair salon and I got my hair done.
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Fall back in love
أدب الهواةAshley Evans is a 17 year old girl from Denver, Colorado. She's a straight A student in school otherwise considered a nerd. What will happen when she moves to a new school in California; associates herself with the bad boy of her new school and they...
