Dance Untill Dusk

Chapter 1:

So I know, everyone out there is afraid of moving. But do you know whats absolutely worse? Moving to your rival school. I mean how much fun is that? NO FUN!

I guess I should start by introducing myself, my name's Elizabeth Renold. A Junior at Stansbury High, but apparently now were moving to Plateau High, the rival of Stansbury. My parents forbid me to go back to Stansbury as they think its a "great" opportunity to get to know new people. But I think this is plain and simple suicide.

Stansbury and Plateau High have been rivals sense day 1, and frankly none of us want that to change. So when I appear in the front doors of the school and everyone recognizes me(you'll find out later why everyone does) things go a bit chaotic. So, I hope your flipping ready to go through my "amazing" life, Journal...because frankly I feel like at the end of this year your gonna be drenched in tears.

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"Lizzy! Lizzy! It's time to wake up!" My younger brother cried jumping on my back with his footie dinosaur pajamas. I groaned and turned my head to look at him. He happily jumped off the bed running out of the room and a small trail of thumps of footsteps followed him. My head flopped back into the pillow exhausted and sore from moving boxes all day long. It felt as if we moved across the world yet we moved only ten minutes away from our "old" home. "Sweetie!" My mother called from downstairs. "You dont want to be late to-" A crash was heard and then a steady stream of cursing. Well that woke me up and I swung my legs out of bed running out of the room and dancing over Tyler's toys in the hallway. I lept and landed on the stairs as I ran down them. I froze, the living room was big and spacious at first but was now filled in every corner with boxes. A black L shaped lofa was in it along with a Flat-screen. The Kitchen was connected to it and the dining room as well. I turned to look at the dining table where Tyler my younger brother was happily eating pancakes, his brown hair covered in maple syrup. His dinosaur clothes were also drenched in syrup but still he happily eat. My mother on the other hand was standing next to him dabbing at his clothes trying to get off what she could. My mother was tall, lean and very pretty with exquisite long black hair and high cheekbones, also with cool swampy green eyes. She turned her head and sighed the rag in her hand landing on the table as she stared at me. "Honey, I can handle it here...besides you might want to go get dressed." My eyes scattered downwards to what I was wearing. Blue tank-top and white shorts, typical for a regular day but I was so exhausted last night I just fell asleep. "What's uh-" I couldnt finish my sentence as my father walked in wearing a suit and a tie. He carries a brief-case in his left hand while in his right hand he carried my younger sister, Isabelle. She was sleeping against his chest her fuzzy head reflecting her age which was actually only a year old in two weeks. "Everything is wrong with that outfit." My father teased me ruffling my ombre' brown and black hair. My father was a tall man also with a fit body and brown hair. He had surprisingly brown and blue eyes. "Thanks Dad.." I muttered turning my head and walking back up the stairs. Behind me I could hear my mother explaining to Dad what happened to Tyler while he burst out laughing and woke the baby up making Issy cry. I smirked and walked up the stairs before entering my room

"Man, its a mess.." I muttered staring at all the empty boxes and the clothes scattered around the room. My bed was the only thing untouched by the boxes but was stacked with clothes. It was in the middle of the room to the back with two windows on either side of it. A dresser was a arm-length away on its left side while a closet on its right side about three arm-lengths away. Next to the door was a desk with all my future homework. I sighed walking in and pushing some of the clothes to the side on my bed making them fall on the floor. "I seriously never thought this day was gonna come.." I muttered and picked up tan shorts that went down to my knees and a black tank top. Over that I chose a black and white plaid shirt. I walked away from the bed and walked out into the hall in which I crossed it into the bathroom. The bathroom also was a mess as toothbrushes and hair-dryers and necessities lay scattered everywhere. I cringed and shut the door before changing quickly. I added a touch of massacre, eyeliner and eye shadow before walking out of the room. I was fastening the watch as I walked downstairs and paused on the steps. I heard my parents open the door and let someone in. Or multiple people. My eyebrows furrowed together in confusion as I walked the rest of the way downstairs and turned to the door. 

Suddenly I felt my insides clench and my whole body freeze as if I was dipped in ice-cream. My eyes widened and I shifted my whole body to the two figures standing in the door-way. One of them was a grown-up with sandy blonde hair and glasses cheerfully staring at me while the other was a boy....THAT boy, Bryson Luto star basketball player of the Plateau High School.