Ok so it was the first day of school...Yayyy. Yeah, no that's what all the t.v. commercials say. Uhhh why.... My mom was driving me to school in her car, I was a nervous wreck, I mean not because of school just the fact that I'm the NEW KID.
I walked in and we had to wait in the office forever. My mom looked at me and said " Don't be so worried you'll be just fine." I just looked around at all the people outside the office waiting for the bell to ring. I said to mom " I don't think so, I mean look at everyone, there just so perfect looking." All the girls were wearing beautiful outfits and their faces caked in makeup. I sometimes wish I could wear makeup but my parents said no. So I'm stuck with my face for a while. Then finally the principle came out of his office and shook our hands. He greeted us to his room and we (me and my mom)
both sat down, he gave me a
school schedule and then walked me to all my classes.And then it was time to leave my mom and go to class. We hugged each other goodbye and that was the last time I'd seen her till I got home. The principle took me to my second class.....American history..... As soon as I walked in everyone starred like I was some new freak. I made some new friends that day and helped me make it through the rest of the way. Sixth period I walked in and there was a really cute guy, the kind that would make your heart melt the moment you looked at him. But the bad news was is that he had a girlfriend, and not a nice one.We walked out of class and I speeded up just to look at him. He had dark brown hair, brown eyes, and big eyebrows. And he was walking and writing in his notebook and looked up at me and put his hand up and said " Hi my name is Bryan. What's your name?" I was stunned, I didn't want to say anything stupid or make a fool out of myself. I was thinking in my head " Lauren you got this just say your name." And I replied " I'm Lauren, how are you?" Ok Lauren you sounded pretty chill. Bryan said" I'm good, what school did you come from?" And that was it because my friend Caitlyn yanked my hoodie back and said "You can't like him he cheats on every girl and he has a girlfriend." Ok so no talking to the really cute guy, yeah like that's gonna happen.
We talked the next day and I started really liking him. And then the big dog ( his girlfriend Aaron) just started giving me dirty looks and all kinds of things. She started telling people I was mean to everyone and that I was trying to steal Bryan from her. Every time someone told me that I would tell then "I'm not even allowed to date, so she has nothing to worry about."
As the year went on it got worst, the spreading of rumors, the dirty looks, and then she took my seat at lunch. Ok I have had enough of this I walked up to the table and just starred, everyone starred at me and then one of my friends said " You can sit here." On the end of the table, are you being serious, like legit, I mean she or someone else could have told me. But Nooo everyone was ok with it. I was being totally ignored the rest of lunch and then the rest of the week. I eventually moved to a different table, the one where I wasn't being ignored.
Me and Bryan was getting closer and closer the more we talked. He was so sweet and nice, how could he ever date Aaron, but I wasn't him so I wouldn't know. I started developing feelings for him and he did as for me. As soon as we really and truly stared liking each other he asked his friend for my number and he gave it to him. He texted me and then somehow we texted all night long, time flies when you get into things. The next day was awesome we talked and would walk each other to class it felt like a movie. And then Aaron told her friend to tell me to quit talking to him. How could I, I mean I couldn't. What would she do if I didn't.......what would Bryan do?
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One Day
Teen FictionAs the days go on I can't seem to find it...that one person that makes you so happy and you would wait eternity for, but there's just one problem another girl. Will I ever get to speak to him or will I have to remain a wallflower?