HI! I've decided to start another story! ^.^ This is actually a topic that's growing in popularity, and I've noticed that every 'emo' story is a love story. So this is gonna be different! Please excuse any typos or mistakes, I got this idea at 2:45 in in the morning . . .
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I woke up to the sound of my alarm blaring Low by Sleeping with Sirens. I didn't turn it off right away because I wanted to hear its perfection.
After it was over, I hopped into the shower. I used my favorite chocolate ice cream body wash, and peach shampoo.
After blowdrying my hair, I started putting on my face. I went along the checklist:
-Foundation and concealer
-Winged eyeliner
-Mascara
-A nudey/light pink lipstick
-Pressed powder
After all of that was done I found my favorite Pierce The Veil band tee and ripped gray skinny jeans. Finally, I grabbed all of my assorted bracelets, and my purple Vans.
Amazingly, I was done everything in 15 minutes. I walked downstairs, and greeted my mom.
"Morning Mom!" I said cheerfully. "Good morning, Shayley." Said my mom. "Would you like some pancakes?"
"Why would you even ask that!?" I asked. I ran to the table and grabbed three pancakes. "Only three?" My mom asked curiously, pulling up the chair next to me. "I only have five minutes," I said sadly. "Okay hun." Why was my mother being so vague!? Gersh!
"Shayley?"
"Yes mom?" I asked curiously. "Happy birthday." It's not my birthday! Wait . . . it can't be. Can it? I picked up my phone, and looked at the date. April 15.
"It's my birthday!" My mom smiled, and handed me an envelope. I picked it up, and looked inside.
SHE DIDN'T! BUT SHE DID! "I love you Mom!" I screamed. Wondering what was inside? Warped tickets.
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When my best friend, Carleigh picked me up, I told her about the tickets.
"She got me four!" I screamed. "Quit bragging!" She yelled at me. You see, Carleigh can be quite dense at times, so she didn't get it at first. I stayed quiet. About a second later, she got it. "Oh my God! That means I can go!" She hesitated. "Wait, that does mean I can go right?" I rolled my eyes. "Who else would I take?"
She banged her head on the steering wheel. "I'm stupid! Leave me alone, okay!?" I smirked at her density. "Well my mom doesn't like the music I listen to!"
"I'm sorry, okay?" I just laughed the whole way to school.
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As me and Carleigh walked down the hall, it was the same as everyday. Whispers like 'emo', 'creeps, 'attention whores', and my personal favorite; 'lesbians'.
Come on. I have a lip ring, wear eyeliner, skinny jeans, and band tees. That doesn't make me 'emo'.
I just snorted and walked trough the crowd.
Carleigh and I had to seperate for homeroom, so we said our goodbyes, and walked to class. I daydreamt of Warped Tour while roll was being called, and fantasized during announcements.
I was still in in a dream-like haze when walking to my next class, which is probably why I didn't see the person in front of me. I bumped into him, and landed on the floor. "Oomph." I said as I landed. My books were everywhere.
Before I knew it, I was being pulled up by the mystery person. I finally got a good angle of his face, and let me tell you, it wasn't ugly. He had black hair with a blue streak through it, with an eyebrow and lip piercing. His eyes were a brilliant teal, and at the moment examining me.
"Uh, hi." I said. He looked startled that I spoke, but said a simple "Hello."
"I'm Shayley, who are you?"
"My name is Evan. I don't know who I am yet." Well, okay.
"Right, well I have class now . . ." I said awkwardly. He smirked. "Can I have your number?"
I smiled dryly. "No." I said simply, and walked away. I like his face, not his attitude.
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At lunch, I explained what had happened earlier with Evan to Carleigh. I obscurely pointed him out to her. Her jaw dropped. She then proceded to punch me. In the gut. Ow. "What was that for!?" I yelled. "He's hot! What's wrong with you!?" She screamed in my face.
"I dunno. He was acting all fake and stuff. I hate it when guys are like that." She smirked. "Buy earplugs, and stare at him all day." I smacked her in the arm. It was kind of a good idea . . . No! Bad Shayley! No dating jerks!
The bell rang, and I swear, I've never ran so fast in my life.
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So that was Chapter One! What do you think of Evan!?
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