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CHAPTER 1
Celine's POV
Ugh. I woke up with the sunlight directly hitting my face. I hate Mondays. Mondays suck! Like seriously. Okay, enough with the Monday discussion. So, another day, another? You guessed right. Another day seeing Blake Hutcherson A.K.A The School Player. Come on, he's that bad. He and the girl last Friday, I think her name was Brittany, they were like swallowing each others faces! Ew. Gross. Just simply gross. I don't really know why he's like that. But, he's very smart. Why don't he use some of his intelligence?
"He's stupid." said the little voice in my head.
Well, my inner voice was kind of right. I stood up and walked away from my bed. Going to the shower then fixed myself. I went down to see my mom cooking bacon and eggs.
"Hey mom! I smell bacon and eggs? Do I?" I asked her while cocking my head.
"Yes Cel. Here. Go eat your food before you go to school." she said while handing me my favorite breakfast. I couldn't ask for a better mom like her.
I ate my breakfast. Said bye to my mom. Oh, you're probably wondering about dad. He's on abroad. I forgot to tell you. I live in California. Near Hollywood. Awesome right? I can just peek through my window, which was big, and then I can clearly see the big "Hollywood" sign.
I went to school. I saw Claire Hamilton. Meet Claire Hamilton, or professionally known as my Super Best Sister in the World. Crazy right? I know. Hahaha. Okay. I'll calm down. I went beside her.
"Hey identical sister!" I chirped.
"Hey girl! How are you? I haven't seen you like forever!" Okay. She exaggerated. I just saw her yesterday. C'mon. She's like that.
"Shut up. I just saw you yesterday with Josh. He's Blake's best friend right?" I said coldly at the word Blake.
"Shut up too. Hahaha. Cel, stop hating Blake. It's fine really. He's swee-" I cut her off before she said sweet.
"Ha. Ha. Ha. Sweet? He has no side of that. Like, none at all." I said flatly.
"Girl, please shut. Try to hang out with him. You'll like him." She mocked at me.
I choked. "What! No way. Like I would clearly do that."
"Let's go. It's Physics. And you know how strict Mr. Smith is? I know you do. So let's get out." She said hurrying. The halls started to be empty. We arrived on time in Physics.
Guess what? I'm with Mr.Player! How nice can my day be? That's sarcasm. I sat beside Claire. We were just beside the table of Blake and Josh. And lucky me! Sarcasm. I was beside Blake. That literally made me puke inside. I don't really know why girls like to make out with him. Mr.Smith discussed some things and there. The bell rang. Which caused me to jump a little from my seat because I was kind of between sleep and reality. I snapped back.
"Cel, it's our break! Stop spacing out." She demanded.
"Uh, oh, what? Oh." I questioned her realizing it was already our break.
"Come on. We're going with Josh and his friends." She mocked me again.
"NO! Please just no. You know I hate Blake so much!" I whined the whole time going to the cafeteria. You know how much I hate Blake. I don't want to eat with him.
