My Enigma

        CH.1

CH.1

      Every girl wants a fairy-tale relationships,right? Well, I met this guy and I thought we were going to have just that. But then, things went down the toilet.

"Shhhhh!!!!" I say, pulling the covers over my head as my alarm blasts loudly telling me to get up.

   I jump out of bed because I just realized something: It's Friday!! ! Not that I have anything planned for the weekend, but I have a school club after school 'til 5pm.

    My friends and I nicknamed it the Sanctuary because that is what it is to us. We get away from school and annoying people. I turned my TV on to the music channel and got ready. I hop I the shower. After I get style my hair. I have a side bang and light brown curly hair that is to my belly button. My mother is Italian and my father is Asian.

    I get my hair and my hazel eyes from my mother. I get my sarcasm from my father.

   I put on a green v-neck and dark jeans. In my school I don't worry about bullies, even though I am a sophomore, because I am friendly with everyone and I know most of them from middle school. I don't worry much about what I wear because guys aren't interested in me,other than being friends. It's a bit depressing but I don't focus on that. I hear a car horn outside my house.

"Coming!" I yell, as I scramble for all my things.

      Binder in hand and backpack on, I hurry out, lock the door, and jump in the backseat of the car.

"Hey Owen. Are you coming to the Sanctuary today?",I ask as I pull my seat belt on.

     Owen reminds me of a redhead Justin Bieber in his younger days.  He has so many freckles that you can play connect the dots. Then he has black eyebrows. I think he dyed them.

"Maybe. It depends on what Amanda is doing" Owen responds.

Amanda is Owen's girlfriend. She has dark, black, long hair, a oval face, and bright green. Amanda makes Owen do more exciting things. They act like a married couple. I've gotten use to it. He pulls up to the front of the school to drop me off and goes to park.

I walk into school just waiting for the last bell to ring. 

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    I walked into my period 5 classroom. The room is about the size of a normal classroom. I squeeze past the teacher's desk, which is wedged by the door so he can stare everyone down with dark brown, beady eyes. I walk three rows of chairs across and two desks back.

   When I put down my bag, I walked to the corner of the room and opened the door to look around and see about 15 kids in the room eating lunch. We have two different lunches. Lunch one happens first for an hour then it's lunch two. We pick which lunch we want but we can't change it for the entire year.

"Hi Layla" I said to one of my best friends.

    Layla is a sophomore with platinum blonde hair, hazel eyes behind the cutest glasses. Layla has her legs on a another chair and a notebook on her thighs.

"Savvy, are you excited for the Sanctuary after school today?"

Layla looks up from whatever she is sketching in the notebook.

     My answer to her question was to dance around the room. Layla stared at me for a few seconds with a 'are you mental' face but I just laughed. The bell rang to let us know that we are now late for class. I walked in and took my seat. The teacher sat in his chair and started droning on.