Hi my name is Bailey Honeycutt I am not your ordinary girl I have been hurt so many times through life but know it's a new start and I am ready for it.
I moved here to California all the way from Georgia long ways huh, well anyways it's my first day of school so I slide on some black leggings, a sweatshirt, and black Uggs. Hopefully no one will judge me.I walk down stairs and don't see my mom nor dad so they must've already left, anyways I grab a pop tart and head out to my white truck (hopefully the girls don't judge me because of my truck, I mean just deal with it). I feel a little nervous about my first day. But I get to the school and don't see one truck so I guess this will mean I am unique.
I grab my binder and Michael Kors purse and head to the school I feel the nerves hitting me harder and harder as I walk in the door of torture.
One the right I see lockers on the left I see more lockers and finally down the hall I see the front office all though it's not really in the front.
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Shot by an Arrow
Teen FictionThis story is based on when a girl moves from her small town into the big city but luckily she meets a few people.