Chapter One

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          I woke up this morning with a KILLER migraine. I heard the alarm go off and my German-Shepard leaped on to my monogrammed bed. I groan and roll out of bed. Finally I take my shower, eat breakfast and get in the car with my sister Hazel. As we get to school I see Anna, I run up to hug her and she shrinks back. I'm used to it, she hates to be touched, it doesn't bother me that much, but today I feel an unusual pang in my chest..."What's up grrr?" I ask. All she does is grunt, say "Don't even", and then we turn and walk up the stairs, into the building, towards the girl squad. As we're walking in, I'm thinking of all my memories of Anna and my friends. Many sleepovers with FMK and Sarah Truth or Dare(some senior who is a legend at my high school),  Anna, one of my other close friends Rose, and me at a pool swimming together with toothy grins when we were 6 , Anna and I watching Netflix, and her crying when she hurt herself(which seems to happen A LOT). All of a sudden I hear a, "CLAIRE!". I look up and see Rose waving me over to her locker. We start gossiping about the recent gossip, something about some girl in our school who was fighting with this other girl about some boy, which I thought was boring, so I changed the subject then we started talking about this new girl, Amethyst. She just transferred a month ago and a lot of my friends think she stirs up WAY to much drama(even more than I do apparently) and that she lies to much. We all just act nice around her and basically ignore her. Honestly she's ok, but she really is a bitch, but I don't mind bitches, they're ok. Eventually the bell rings for class and we go to science. Half way through the class I REALLY need to pee. I go to the bathroom and as  leave the bathroom, Amethyst appears in front of me! "Heyyyy!" she exclaims. I look at her suddenly interested in the way she is grabbing my hips. I glare at her and finally say "Ummmm, excuse you?!". She looks down and quickly backs away. I wash my hands quietly while she leaves. When I leave, I think to myself, What's wrong with me, with these weird feelings, maybe I'm just sick or something? 


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