Chapter 1- First Day

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Emma's POV

"EMMAAAAA!!!!!!!"

My mom yelled, "It's time to get up! It's your first day of senior year."

I got up, went in front of my mirror, and said to myself, Well, it's your first day of senior year. Continue to try to be good.
Then I went to the bathroom, took a hot bath, washed my hair, brushed my teeth, wrapped myself in a towel, and went back to my room.

I dried my hair and said to myself, "What should I wear?"

After a few minutes of not being able to decide, I sat on my bed and called my little sister.

"AMBER!" I yelled.

"Yeah?" she answered.

"GET IN HERE!" I cried.

She came in with her hands folded. "What's the matter?" she said, sounding annoyed.

"I can't decide what to wear," I said childishly.

"Great!" she said and hopped into my closet.

"What to choose? What to choose," I heard her mutter under her breath.

She came out with my black hoodie and skinny jeans.

"Sweet, my favorite suit," I said with a big smile on my face.

"Yeah, whatever," Amber said and walked back to her room.

I started to put on my outfit when Mom yelled, "Emma, breakfast is ready! If you don't hurry, you'll be late on your first day!"

I hurried and got dressed, threw my hair into a messy bun, did my makeup, grabbed my phone and book bag, and ran downstairs.

"Sweet! Macaroni and cheese," I said sarcastically.

I put my book bag on the island and hurriedly ate my food so I could run upstairs to brush my teeth.

"Emma, I'm leaving you!" Mom yelled from downstairs.

I ran downstairs again, slipped on my Converse, and walked to the car.

"Shit, my book bag!" I said, realizing I'd forgotten it. I ran back inside, grabbed it off the island, and sprinted back outside to the car.

"Get in! We're already late," Mom said.

I got in, buckled my seatbelt, and stared out the window. The ride to school was rather quiet. It was about a half-hour drive, and finally, we arrived.

I unbuckled my seatbelt and grabbed my book bag.

"Love you, Mom," I said.

"Love you, Emma," she replied.

I opened the door, got out, shut it, and started walking off when Mom called after me, "Now be good, sweetheart."

"Yeah, Mom, whatever," I said, waving her off.

I stopped in front of the huge sign:

PEN WOOD HIGH SCHOOL

I sighed softly and stepped inside the building.

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