Doesn't everyone hate new starts.Starting new in a school with a Father I only meet in the Summer, with a 'Cunningham' name so the whole of Beverely Hills already knows me. Great.
___________________________________I wake up and get out of my silk pyjamas and get ready for school. My first day of school. It used to be so easy for me, have a shower, brush my teeth, get ready, have breakfast and drive off for school and text my mother a 'Good Morning' text. Not now.
I moved to L.A. with my Father whilst my mother doesn't have custody of me. It's been like this for 3 years since my first year of high school but at that time my Father still lived in New York but he lived in Queens whilst we lived in Brooklyn in our Apartment.
Father always was one to boast about his money and his shares in businesses. Every Summer when I visit him he took me to these meetings where everyone would be shocked at the fact I was his daughter.
I text my mother a good morning and rode off in my 2016 Cadillac which my Father had brought me as a " Welcome 'Home' " gift.
___________________________________"Mel, I can't believe you enrolled here this is going to be your year. Everyone knows your Father so this is going to be awesome. I still can't believe you enrolled." Amanda said in her American Sweetheart voice, at time I don't know if it's fake or not but right now it's evident that its fake.
"I have to go to homeroom so I'll catch you in 3rd period before break.Byee. " I replied with the same fake American Sweetheart voice.
"Bye Mel" I didn't hear the rest as I walked off to my homeroom class.
"You're late Miss....Cun..... Sorry ... take a seat next to Alex Peirce "
He seemed tall. He had dimples on his right cheek.I know too much information.
"Hi I'm..... "
"I know who you are, everyone does Reynolds just said your Cunningham's daughter so you've already got a name in this school the moment you entered."
"Well..."
"I'm Alex Peirce, I'm your homeroom partner. Also I'm the captain of the basketball team.Your own Troy Bolton. Next week there's a game..."
"Listen up, I know all of you must have been on some extravagant holidays in the summer but it's school now so you're going to at work.
Every year I realise as a homeroom teacher I don't teach you anything so this year seeing the fact that you all dropped Home Ec last year we're doing it in this 40 minutes I have with you everyday. " As I looked around everyone groaned and moaned.
"Your first assessment is to write your dream job.Easy task so I want in by next week. You're all dismissed" I grabbed my Michael Kors backpack and walked out of homeroom. Lucky for me as a new student I had all 3 first periods free so I sat down in the school libary and start writing up my essay for Mr.Reynold.____________________________________
Last lesson I walked back from my last lesson for the day English Literature. God knows why I chose that subject but I did. On my way out of school I saw Alex. The same Alex from homeroom who was supposed to be in my Literature class yet wasn't.
"Hey?Can I sit?" I asked.
"Yeah sure" He moved over and let me sit beside him
"Why you here with that" I pointed over to a pack of cigarettes and the cigarette in his right hand which I only noticed now
"Because it releases stress. Sometimes the things which will kill you hurt less then the things then the things which you hope will give you life"
"Wow. I'm going home now. You want a ride home or are you okay because it seems like its going to rain and you dont want to sit in the cold"
"Thanks but no I have a car"
"Well bye"
"Bye Alex see you tommrow" "Maybe"I know it's not the greatest first chapter but it's my first time and I'm slowly getting used to this.
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