H̫e̫r̫e̫'s̫ C̫h̫a̫p̫t̫e̫r̫ t̫w̫o̫, T̫a̫y̫l̫e̫r̫ h̫a̫s̫ h̫e̫r̫ f̫i̫r̫s̫t̫ d̫a̫y̫ o̫f̫ s̫c̫h̫o̫o̫l̫!
Chapter 2!
I put together a quick bowl of cereal, my grandmother had just about woken up by now. I changed out of my loose pink pajamas and scrambled around for warm clothes. The worst part of this move is that I'm going in the middle of fall, meaning everyone else will be adapted to this school and I will not. I finally put together a black and white striped tee -shirt and a fur vest, paired with a navy blue skirt and white leggings. I threw on some legwarmers underneath my tan combat boots, which looked really cute together.
My mother had already packed everything I needed to start the school year- notebooks, pencils, index cards, all that other crap teachers make you buy, etc.
Grandma came rushing out of her bedroom; I'm sure she didn't want to make me late on the first day. She again was wearing a cat sweater with Capri jeans.
I felt my cheeks grow a little red, so I said, " If you're driving me, just please do NOT get out of the car."
I didn't really bother being polite, as I knew she would just take it out of stress. Which, INDEED, I was VERY stressed. I didn't know what I was getting into, I had left my huge crush at LA, I wouldn't make any friends, ( I was very popular in my LA school, but that will probably change).
I also was scared to see what her car looks like. I am sure, I don't want to be driven in an old Lincoln with scuffed up paint ( what I imagine all old people to have) to school.
She opened up the two-car garage with the button, and I could not help but gasp.
Waiting there, was a scarlet - red painted Ferrari, with the windows gleaming like a vampire in sunlight. I could not believe, that such people would have this in their life!
"SWEET! This is the best car I will ever ride in, probably for any part of my life!" She responded with:
"Do you like it? I'd thought you might."
I hopped in, and closed the door. I felt the leather- it was defenantly highest quality, pure black dyed, ant the texture was as soft as a baby's butt. (As if I had ever felt a baby's butt, why does everyone say that, anyway?)
There was xvm radio, the one that comes from satellites instead of radio towers, so it cannot lose connection. It also had seat warmers for those really cold days- and an excellent air conditioning system for when it's hot.
My grandma put the keys in, and, DAAAMN that engine tho! It was like the majestic roar of a king lion, mixed with the ferocity of a monster truck's rumble.
All I could think about was when I stepped out, and people would be like, 'Wooowww look at that car- is that a new student?' And maybe this will be how I gain some popularity. Plus, I could tell everyone that my grandmother is a pimpin badass.
We drove down for about three or four minutes, and then wound up in a long line of cars. I could literally feel all the stares coming from people with minivans and hybrids.
I got out of the car, and a few people actually came up to me and asked me about the car, but most just watched a beautiful car go by.
Now, I had to focus on how to act normal.
There was a note on a slip of paper that had my schedule on it ( which was completely useless since there was no map) to go to my councilor, Mrs. Brandiham, and she will lead me to first period, which was apparently science with Mr. Weigands.
She had a very dull and un-enthusiastic tone, and she didnt talk at all, until we arrived at the class. There were only five kids here already, but she told him my name and gave him a copy of my schedule. He seemed like a nice guy, he was sort of short and had gold hair that was slightly gelled up in spikes. He was wearing just a plaid dress shirt, jeans, and grey converse. He said, "Hello, Tayler, welcome to our school! Your seat will be right over there, behind Julia.
He pointed to a girl who looked away shyly, who had almost perfectly wavy hair, with reddish brown hair, that shined beautifully through the blinds. She just wore a mint colored sweatshirt, light grey skinny jeans, and black converse shoes. I obediently sat there, and more and more kids filled the room, until the second bell rang at 8:40. Of course the teacher made me stand up and introduce myself.
"Um, I'm Tayler Greene, I used to live in LA, but I'm staying here for a year, who knows why..." And some kids giggled, which kind of made me smile, and I sat down. Mr. Weigands said, " Okay, will anyone help to show Tayler around for today? I can write you a note to show teachers, and you can just be in all her classes for today. Sound good?" A few kids raised their hands, but Julia was called on. The teacher wrote a note, which I guess stated that she wasn't just skipping classes. The period ended about two minutes later, to my surprise, so I picked up my backpack and followed Julia outside.
The day went on, and we figured out what periods we had together, she and her friends were my first friends at this school. She had a blonde haired friend way overly obsessed with minecraft, and a short black haired friend who apparently liked anime. ( Tayler hasn't heard of anime, I know, how dare she.)
Then the final bell of the day rang, and on my way out, Mrs. Brandiham asked how my day went. I just replied "fine.", but deep inside a strange feeling of love burned inside of me.
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Will You Be Here, In My Arms?
RomanceTayler is a generic LA 7th grader, who had a popular life in the big city. All of that changes when her mom moves her out to Dublin, where she finds her true love.