Monday

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I wake up to my loud alarm clock. Well time to face hell. But then I remembered this morning it's going to be different. I looked at my natural wavy long hair and I thought that looks good enough. I applied foundation, mascara, and some eyeliner for extra effect. Are usually don't wear much make up besides mascara. But today is different. I put on some black ripped skinny jeans. A gray V-neck T-shirt, some gray Converse and a red multi colored flannel just in case I got cold.

I get a text from my friend Jeff who takes me to school every day saying he's in my driveway. I grab my backpack and make my way out into his nice sports car. I get in and he says "whoa, you look different" with a wink. I ignore his comment and tell him to just drive.

We arrive at school and we separate ways. I walk in the doors to wear my ex-boyfriend hangs out with all of his friends because it's close to my class. And when I walk in I hear "dude look at your ex-girlfriend she looks hot" my ex Jack just waves. I brush it off because whatever he's trying to do is it going to work this time and I had to class.

As I'm sitting at my desk waiting for the bell to ring I get a text from Kat is asking how's school going. Kat doesn't go to my school she graduated last year so I don't get to hang out with her at school. Then the bell rings.

After three class periods it's finally lunchtime. And Kat and I had planned that should come have lunch with me today. We're sitting there at lunch and a group of the boys that are labeled "party house boys" comes up to Kat and ask her if she still coming to the party on Friday night and they said that she could bring me too. After they walk away I whisper to Kat saying "oh my god they are so hot." She just giggles in agreement. She continues to tell me all about these boys. And by the end of the conversation I cannot wait until Friday.

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