chapter 2

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A/N SORRY FOR ANY MISTAKES WORKED ON THIS FOR 2 DAYS SO FAR. IT HAS OVER 610 WORDS. I DONT WANT TO CHECK OVER THAT

                 2 weeks later

I woke up and made up my Paris queen sized bed and got ready for my first day of real school. I've seen alot of high schools movies, so i know what to expect. I took a shower and took out my new outfits and decided what to wear.

            I'm wearing a muscle tee that states no boyfriend, no problem. Baby blue jean shorts. And red boots, toped off with a black purse.

I got into my BMW and found.my way to EVH or Eastveiw High. I found a parking spot in front. There was a Corvette and a Porsche next to me.

I made my way inside. I looked for any possible way to find the office without talking to someone. I'm not shy or anything, but i didn't get to talk to many people. I usually sat backstage with the band or in my mom's dressing room.

              I mean I'm happy my mother didn't let me get paparazzi in me like white on rice. I'm glad I'm living the life I am. My mom and dad is always trying to make sure I'm safe.

           I got lost in thought and got myself lost. I decided to wonder and find it. I felt a tap on my arm that made me jump.

        "Hey, sorry. Did I scare you? My name is Nicholas. Every one just calls me Nick."

      "Cool. Nick, I need help to find my way to the office. Could you help me." I asked.

          "Sure. What's your name?" Nick asked. "Love, Mandy Love." I smiled. I looked around and noticed people was staring. More girls than guys.

        "Hey, lil mama. How you doing," One of the guys that was looking at us."You might want to leave her alone before I do something I don't want to do Jack," Nick said.

         "Ok,Nick. Sorry. I'll you at practice. Bye," Jack said. "Sorry about Jack.He's a player. He dated half the female students here." Nick said.

         "Yeah. He's that guy." I said. Nick just nodded. Here you go. I'll see you around. Wait! Do you want me to help you get to your classes."Nick asked as we walked into the office. "Sure. I'll be so lost with out any help," I said smiling. We got my locker number and schedule

Locker 220

1: Science-108
2: Social  Studies-210
3: Lit-100
4: Lunch- Cafe
5: Study Hall-108
6: Math-111
7: 1-3 quarter P.E.- Gym
    4 quarter- Heath.112
8: English-102
9: 1st quarter- Study Skills-101
    2nd Quarter- Technology-101
    3rd quarter- Digital Lit-106B
    4th quarter- Art-104

      Apparently me and Nick has the same CORE classes and a few others together. We have 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 6th, and 8th peroid together 9th and 7th period is foot ball practice. He goes to both, and 5th is optional. We headed to class.

***** SKIPPED TO LUNCH******
        
              "Hey, babe. Sit with is today. I know we broke up, but I can change." A blonde said. "Mandy this is Amanda, that's Blessing, and that's Taylor. Do you want to sit with them?" he asked slowly shaking his his head. I don't think anyone noticed it but me.

      "No thank you. They sit in the building. Lets sit outside . You can sit there if you want." I said walking towards the door.

        "Ok let's go."Nick said. Once we were out of sight Nick said, "Thank you so much. Amanda B. is not a nice girl. Stay away from her and like... nerds and geeks. You know."

      "So this school is like that. All that cliche stuff i see in movies. Well, this girl does her own thing." I said truthfully.

          We at lunch in silence. "Hey, give me your phone."Nic said, but it was more like a question. I handed him my phone after puting my password in.

     "Here. I put my number in. Call me. Ohh... Me and my friends are going to Starbucks after school. Wanna come with," he said and asked. "Sure. I'll meet you at my locker." I said.

********AT STARBUCKS********

         "Can i get a Granda Vinalla Bean for Mandy spelt M-A-N-D-Y." I asked the battista. "5.63" I got out my wallet when I realized Nick had payed for me.

         "Here Nick."I started and handed him 5.63. "You didn't have to pay." " Nah. Let's call it a thanks for not letting me sit with Amanda B. Taylor. We call them that for 8th grade they won a talent show under that name. It was so rigged." He said and sat down. We drank our drinks and had a little fun.

********THE NEXT DAY********

Today I'm wearing a  colorful crop top, white skirt,  black leather jacket, and black flats.

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