Everything Has Changed - An Emblem3 Story

Chapter Two - Jaz

Chapter Two-Jaz

[A/N:Jaz is on the side and her outfit is in the external link :)]

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP.

I bolted out of bed so quickly you’d think that a lightning bolt had just struck me. Take a deep breath Jaz. It’s only your alarm. I told myself, desperately trying to calm down my rapidly beating heart. I glowered at the alarm clock, turning it off at the power switch. Let’s just say my alarm clock and I do not have a good relationship.

It’s your first day Jaz, perk up a bit! I ordered myself. But who was I kidding? First day at a new school was always terrible. Maybe not for pretty perky girls who could make friends in a split second, but for me…the quiet, boring nobody? Well…it was going to be difficult to say the least.

I trudged down the stairs, my fuzzy slippers scuffing against the floor as I literally had to drag them. It felt like I had accomplished a mission as I finally made it to the bottom of the stairs. Feeling victorious already I found myself some cereal and started to tuck into my breakfast.

It was eerily quiet in the new house. Usually I would have Julie here to keep me company in the mornings, but since she couldn’t come with us on our move I was the only one left in the house. Well…for now. My parents would be home at some ungodly hour, possibly…or they just wouldn’t come home at all. I never noticed, I was always too wrapped up in sleep to even care.

Julie, our cleaner, was the only person I had ever confided in. The only person who actually cared enough to stick around, and she wasn’t even here. I knew she had to stay with her family, but I couldn’t help feeling a sense of betrayal.

I shook away my thoughts and hurriedly shovelled down my food. It seemed like without Julie here I was going to have a lot of spare time to myself, yet I was still carrying on with my same rushed routine. I guess old habits never die.

Running back up to my room I grabbed a grey jumper and a pair of white jeans, not exactly wanting to stand out even more on my first day. All I wanted to do was act like I normally did and fade into the background. Obviously this wasn’t going to happen since everyone judges the new person on their looks originally. Yay.

I stuffed everything I thought I would need into my backpack, not wanting to waste another minute. It was almost guaranteed that I would get lost on my way there. I contemplated putting on a little makeup but decided against it. Better to go natural than look like a fake.

I whisked my headphones off of my bedside table, knowing that if I forgot those my entire day would be ruined. I couldn’t live without my music and today of all days I knew that I would need a moment to just tune out and get lost in the world of music.

I frowned as I noticed a note stuck to my table. I picked it up gingerly, wondering how my parents got into my room without me noticing.

“Good luck on your first day! We love you honey - Mom and Dad xx”

A small smile fell on my lips at the fact that they had even bothered to remember it was my first day.  First day at Huntington Beach High School….joy.

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Walking to school was a mission and a half, yet somehow I managed to get there early. Meaning that I had even more time for the principal to give me the rundown of the school. It was the standard procedure and I only really began to tune in when he stopped a student in the corridor.

“Peyton!”

I nervously chewed on the inside of my cheek, a habit I had picked up during my years of school. It was almost as if I had an entire list of nervous habits. It started with the chewing of my cheeks, then began the fiddling of my hands, then it progressed to me blushing and the final straw, the one that I hoped no-one would ever witness at this school was me fainting. That was when my body just completely shut down, wanting the moment to end before it could get any worse.