Breaking Loose (In Progress)

Chapter 1

I take a deep breath, before looking in the mirror at my outfit. I'm wearing a cheer shirt from the previous year, that says, "Cheerleading. Mighty Miners 2015 Junior. It has a symbol of a girl doing a toe touch. It's in a royal blue with white letters, seeing as those are our school colors. I'm wearing jean shorts and royal blue converse. My silver angel wing necklace is around my neck. My long blond hair is in a neat ponytail. I grab my backpack and phone, before leaving my room.

"Have a good day." My mom smiles at me, before I rush out.

"You need an internal clock." Alexander, one of my best friends, teases as I get in the passenger seat of his car.

"I'm pretty and smart, not punctual." I say, smiling, as he pulls away from our houses.

"Do you ever listen to yourself?" He laughs, shaking his head.

"Not really. That's what you and Mitch are for." I remind him, before he pulls into Michelle's driveway. Michelle is my other best friend.

Michelle Abernathy is a cheerleader, like me. She has medium length brown hair and a perfect natural tan. She has brown eyes and is about 5' 5". She's really bubbly and lovable.

Alexander Ryan is your typical boy next door. He lives next door to me, ironic enough, and is so amazing. He has short dark brown hair and brown eyes. He's like 5' 10".

"Final year." Michelle says, as she climbs into the backseat, a huge smile on her face. She's wearing a light grey sweatshirt that says, "I can't. I have practice." The letters are white. I bought her that sweatshirt. It has one pocket at the bottom, like a pull over hoodie. She has on ripped skinny jeans and black/grey NIKE sneakers with the NIKE emblem in white.

"I know. It's sad." I say, looking out the window as the town passes by.

"No it's not. It's the best thing ever." Alexander says.

"I might actually miss this place." Michelle says, as we pull up to the place that most call hell. Wooton High School, home of the Mighty Miners.

"We still have a year. Don't start missing it yet." I laugh, as we start walking, side by side, towards the building.

"Hey babe." Eddie wraps his arm around Michelle's waist, kissing her cheek.

"Goodbye guys." I say, separating from them.

I go towards my locker, needing to grab my history textbook, before heading towards room 225. American History, fun times.

"Hey Prissy." A tall brunette smiles at me as I pass her. I have a permanent smile plastered on my face as I walk down the hallway. This is my territory.

"Cilla!" Amber, a fellow cheerleader, squeals when I walk through the classroom door. She rushes over to me, giving me a hug.

"Hey Amber." I say, my smile not dropping for a second.

"Did you hear about the new kid?" She asks, taking a seat in the middle of the room. I slide into the seat beside her, very interested in the new kid story. We live in a small town that not many people know about. It's like a rich people overflow. Everybody knows everybody and new people are rare.

"What new kid?" I ask, giving her my full attention.

"He's hot. Though you can tell he's older than the rest of us. Rumor is he's nineteen and here because his parents shipped him off for dealing drugs, so he now lives with his grandma. You can just smell the bad boy on him." She says, a dreamy look in her eye. Amber is boy crazy and gossip filled.

"You can't believe everything you hear." I remind her for the billionth time since we met.

"Yeah yeah whatever." She waves me off. I laugh at her, shaking my head, before the bell sounds and the teachers starts the class.