Sorry I kind of skipped a few days... I have just been so unbelievably busy with unpacking that I haven't had time to write.
So where was I... Oh right! First day of school
"NIKKI WAKE UP!!!! YOU CAN'T BE LATE FOR THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!" Mom yells from dowmstairs
"Five more minutes mom"
"Nikki Maxwell, get up NOW!!!"
"Ugh, fine"
I get up out of bed and take a shower and get ready. I walk down the stairs to find mom and Brianna.
Brianna was making one of her nasty PBJ & pickle sandwiches...ewww
"Want some?" Brianna asks being uncharacteristically polite
"No thanks Brianna I'm late. I think I will just have a granola bar." I said trying to be nice.
"Your loss sister."
I'm pretty sure my mom would have left me, being that as soon as I got in the car, she just skid off. I plug in my headphones and close my eyes. After about 15 minutes we arrive at Westchester Country Day Middle School *WCD*
"Mom! Do you really expect me to go here? it's so...so...posh. And what if I run into prejudice problems? Rich people tend to think they are a lot better than everyone else! Or what if I don't make friends! I could be lonely all the way up to college. Why cant you just send me to a normal school?! You know, like almost every other child in the country?" I whined
"Honey," she sighed "I think you are overreacting just a tad. You are going to love it here. And im sure you will make friends, you are a good kid!"
I scoffed
"Scince i'm guessing you're not gonna transfer me, I guess I'll just go. Bye mom."
"Bye Nikki."
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I walked in througb these big double doors and stood there for a second as I watched alot of kids move around me.
This is gonna be great.
I thought sarcastically.
I made my way to the principal's office so I could get my locker information. Once I got there, I didn't actually meet the principal, but the nice lady at the front desk gave me my new locker number and combination.
I finally found my locker and was shoving all my stuff in, when this girl with long blond hair, icy blue eyes and so much glittery lip gloss she looked like a freaking disco ball on legs, walks up to me and says
"What are you doing here? This is my locker!"
"I'm sorry, but your wrong. Yours is probably the one next to mine. I was just assigned this locker by the principal."
"Wait, wait, wait. Assigned, you new?"
"Yeah"
"Well let me introduce myself....im Mackenzie Hollister"
"I'm Nikki Maxw-"
"Imma tell you straight Nikki...I am queen bee around here, and I run this joint, so don't you ever try to get smart with me. Telling me I'm wrong. Hun, I'm never wrong!" Makenzie praticaly spat. "And to prove it..."
Your not gonna believe what this psycho b*tch does next.
Miss thang pushes all of my stuff out of my locker and drops her bag inside
"What the heck is wrong with you? Like are you missing a few screws or something? Caus-"
My insult was cut short when some guy decides to join our little conversation
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Fanfiction(Previously "The Notes To Nikki") When you've be stabbed in the back by people who you thought loved you, trusting people becomes slightly difficult. Which is why Nikki Maxwell wishes that certain very cute and seemingly friendly boys would leave h...
