Chapter 1: Deal with it

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☆Bobby's POV☆

"Another day, another nickel" I chant to myself around ten times as I pull the purple satin sheets over my face. I wake up to the sound of an ocean, it reminds me of what home sounded like. I then pull my sheets back over my face in distress, not wanting to wake up

I yell to my mom, "Just five more minutes please?!"

I really enjoyed my dream this night. From what I remember was I was at a party with, guess who? CHARLEY!! I think we got drunk but I'm not painting a very clear image of what happened. But does this mean I'm in love with her? I'm so confused and she's straight so there's no way in hell she'd dream of what I did. She's dating that one fboy I told her not to but that'll be her problem when she gets hurt, not mine

It took long enough for my mom to come up the stairs, but at that point I realise I should've never asked for those extra five minutes. She barges into my room and pulls my sheets back over my face and yells:

"You realise it's 7:15AM and your new school starts at 8:00AM and its your first day so it so you might want to get there early so you dont get trampled with the jocks, geeks, nerds, etc."

She rants on as if I asked for a million dollars. Endless complaining at me. It is my 11th grade year and next year I'm a senior, so hop off woman! Her fault were in this stupid state in the first place.

I reply with, "And what if I don't?"
"You asked for five extra minutes so you were planning on going anyways."

Darn, I wish she forgot already, but I guess not.

As she leaves the room, I figured maybe I should get ready, since it's the first day.

I put on my favorite band's tee-shirt on, Nirvana. Why not make my first impression great? I then put on my light blue boyfriend jeans with a few rips near the thigh area, and slip on my black Doc Martians as well. I hurry up and put on some mascara to give me a more natural look.

As I head downstairs, my mom is already waiting at the door and says, "That took hell of enough time, and your hair still looks like a rat's nest. You don't have time right now, try to fix it in the car."

I then figured the first day might turn out to be the worst.

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I hope you like it so far, this took me about an hour and I'm still really proud of it! It's a bit short, I know. Keep reading to see what happens on her first day at her new school!
I don't know when I'll update next, since I'm 10 days away from graduating middle school but I hope soon!
xoxo, ashleigh💖

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