Tomorrow Couldn't Come Any Faster

Chapter 1

I slowly open my eyes as I see the rising sun slipping through my bedroom curtains. I stretch out on my bed, and lean up.

"First day of high school. Great." I mumble. I stumble to my closet, looking for something nice to wear, since it IS high school and there probably will be cuter boys this year.

I shove some hangers to the side and find a Tiffany blue dress that is just above my knees. "Not too long, and not to revealing. Perfect." I slip it on, and brush my long blonde hair. It has grown a lot in the past few months.

I put on some mascara, get my backpack, and head downstairs.

"Good morning, sunshine! You look nice!" Says my pop. "Thank you daddy" I sit at the old circular table with the chevron cloth, and plop down on a seat with bacon and eggs in front of it. I chomp down my food fast and get up.

"Bye daddy," "Good luck on your first day. And by the way, I have a surprise when you get home." I smile and walk out the door.

I start heading on my way to the bus stop. When the bus comes, I get on and see a bunch of juniors and seniors, so I take the front seat. It's about a ten minute drive to school, so it won't be so bad. The bus stops in front of a huge brick building, called Liverpool High. I'm the first one to get off, and I walk through the big metal doors.

God there's a lot of kids. I pull out my schedule and I find my way to my first class, art. I go in and everybody is there already. There is only one seat left, next to this really cute guy. Boy am I lucky!

I sit down next to him, and he hands me a piece of paper and says "Me names Paul McCartney. And yours?" I give him a half smile and say "I'm Juliette" "Well Juliette, welcome to the bloody hellhole everybody calls high school. I guess you'll be my partner for the year?"

Wow, he is quite charming. Very big hazel eyes, and dark flowy hair. "Only if you want me to be," I say talking sweetly to him. " Why definitely, because now I have my very first friend!" He smiles at me.

Damn it, I just got friend-zoned. He flips his hair, and looks back at me. "So you are a good artist?" He says. "We'll, I don't know. You'll have to find out," I say to him, trying to sound mysterious. "Well, you could draw me! I have a picture of meself right here in my wallet. I want to see how good you are!" He sounds excited, as if I had already said yes. "Ok, but it will take me a while" I say. He slips out his wallet from his butt pocket and hands me a very attractive picture of him. This will be easy to draw, because he is so cute! "You think you can do it before class ends?" He chuckles. "Maybe. We'll found out at the end."

I turn to the desk, and start to sketch him. First, his bright eyes, down to his full lips. It feels like its been 10 minutes. I look at the time and there's only five minutes of class left! I want to impress him, so I quickly finish it and tap on his shoulder. "I'm finished" I say, sounding hopeful. He turns to me and gives a warm grin, and says "wow, just in time Juliette. You must be good" and he winks at me. Oh my god how cute he is. I hand him the drawing, and his eyes light up. "Wow, Juliette! This is the most amazing drawing I've ever seen! You really amaze me. I can't wait to see more of your drawings." He hugs me, and I hug him back. This is the best first day I've ever had. The bell rings, and he leaves, showing his other friend what I had drew.