Her Faked Personality
.CHAPTER ONE.
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Oh my god.
I can't do this.
I CANNOT do this.
My grip clentched the steering wheel, and my knuckles grew white as I drove towards my new school. I tried to remember the routine I practiced in my head this morning; always smile, don't act shy, and be the most cheerful person I could be. As a large, brick building appeared in view, my stomach lurched.
I slowly pulled into the parkway, breathing heavily. With shaky fingers, I slowly turned off the engine, pulling the key out of the ignition. I threw my keys into my purse, and let my head fall back onto my seat.
After a few minutes of calming myself, I noticed the time, and slowly opened my car door, letting my pink flat shoes fall onto the black asphalt. I breathed in the crisp November weather, gaining confidence. Step by step, my footfalls brought me to the front doors, and I swung it open. After walking around hopelessly, I found the office, and made my way in. Gulping down my fears, I walked up to the front desk.
"Hello, how may I help you?" Asked a older woman, with short grey hair. Her pink, pointly glasses sat on the bridge of her nose.
"Hi, I'm Alexandria Johnson. I'm the new student here...?"
"Oh, yes, correct." I watched the secretary as she opened up a drawer, and then pulled a file out. She opened the tan file, then handed me a few papers. "That includes your schedule, locker number and combination. Also, it has the school map, so you won't get lost. It'll be alright if your a few minutes late just for today, since you are new. But good luck, sweetheart," She sent me a warming smile, then turned back to her computer, and started typing away.
Walking out of the office, I looked at the surroundings around me. The school was filled with students, running all over the place. Some were by their lockers, getting books out, and some were in deep conversations with their friends. Walking down the hallway, I made a left. I looked at all the lockers, trying to find mine. Finally finding locker 230, I spun in my combination, then ripped my locker open. I Pulled my empty folders and notebooks out of my backpack, along with a pencil. I then placed my backpack in the gray-tinted locker, then slammed it shut. With schedule still in my hand, I looked down, scanning where to go next.
Trying to find my homeroom was disastrous. This school is so big. and by big, I mean gigantic. So many hallways, classrooms, it was all hard to remember! Finally finding my homeroom, I was 3 minutes late. Entering the class room, people stared at me, as if I was some invading alien, coming from planet mars.literally.
A short, chubby man in a suit cleared his throat, and grinned a creepy smile. "You must be our new student, Alexandria Johnson." I nodded my head, to nervous to speak. "Why don't you take a seat in the back, miss?" He asks, and I walked back to sit in the seat. when I placed my stuff on my desk, I slid into the seat, sighing.
The teacher, who goes by Mr. Herman, went on with his lesson. I didn't pay attention much, scribbling notes on a piece of paper here and there, but mostly drawing figurings on a separate one. Finally I heard the ding.ding.ding, and I knew class was over. Frantically, I stood up, trying to get out of the door as quick as possible with the large group of people. As I escaped the classroom, I felt a tap on my shoulder.Turning around, I jumped. My gaze met a pair eyes. Scanning the person over, he, yes it was a boy, was very attractive. Dirty blonde hair was messily framing his face, and he was fair skinned. He was much taller than I was, since I only came to about 5'3.
"Alexandria, right?" The hottie asked, and I snapped out my gaze, turning back to his eyes again. I nodded quickly, to afraid to speak. "I'm Nathan. I Just wanted to welcome you to Handerson High."
"Thanks." I squeaked. Act cool, Alex. Act cool. "Well, I have to go, I don't want to be too late." Nathan let out a low chuckle.
"Alright, I'll see you," He said, then turned his back. I watched him swiftly walk away, and then I turned heading towards my next class.
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Wow! It's been like forever! hahahaha. Anyways, I'm so sorry. I've had so much school work, and break is coming up soon. (YAAY.) so expect many more updates. and longer too! This is really short, and I know, I was going to make it longer, but I'm so tired. I don't get much sleep. But it's better than nothing, right? Anyways,
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Her Faked Personality
RomanceAlexandria Johnson is not your typical girl. The guys look at her as one of them instead of girlfriend-material. So, when her parents announce they're moving across the country, Alexandria thinks of it as a chance to make something bigger and better...