Brooklyn

Tag. | eleven

The next morning I woke up at 6:55 am and got out of bed. I walked to my bathroom and brushed my teeth, washed my hands, face etc. I then quickly jumped into the shower, only taking ten minutes. I walked into my bedroom with a towel wrapped around my body. I stop at my closet and look through the racks of clothes. I eventually decide on a black skater skirt and a white crop top with the words "Brooklyn" written across and a pair of white converse. I curl my lashes and put some lip balm on before making my way downstairs.
It's incredibly quiet. I grab an apple and finish half of it, looking at the time; 7:19 am.

I walk up my stairs and towards Olivia's room,"Wake up. first day at school.. Remember?" I shook the blonde mess in front of me,"We have half an hour before the bus arrives."

Olivia groans before lazily getting out of bed and walking to her closet. I sigh and sit on her bed while she picks her outfit and puts it on

She stands in front of a mirror, applying mascara, "What can I help you with?" Olivia asks, an eyebrow raised, looking at me through her mirror.

I shake my head and walk out her bedroom,"Nothing! Hurry down you have twenty minutes!"

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(*At the school, Still Brooklyn's p.o.v)

I get off the bus and drop my sister at the office, looking around making sure there is no sight of Carl.

I walk to my locker and grab my books for first block and shut it before walking down the hall.

I'm almost to my class and everything is going good until I see Carl coming around the corner. I go to turn around, only to be stopped by Debbie,"the class is this way.. Remember?" She turns me back around and we walk towards Carl.

I try to keep my eyes focused on the ground but I can't help it so I look up at him. His blue-green eyes are staring at me, a smirk plastered on his face as he walks by.

Debbie stops me outside of our first class,"Uh... What was that?"

I snap out of my thoughts and smile up at her,"What?"

"Oh, uhm, nothing- I guess. Let's just walk into English." She mumbled, dragging me into the class.

My first two blocks were alright, I had English and Maths. Ethan didn't show up to English so I assumed he skipped school.
I met up with Dakota during lunch.

"Hey girl!" Dakota grins at me, sitting down across from my seat,"How was Math?"

I smiled slightly,"It was boring, of course."

I heard a scream from the other side of the cafeteria, "Brooklyn! You won't believe what just happened- hey Dakota!" Debbie giggled all the way over to us, earning a few strange looks. I glared at anyone who was looking over and they immediately looked away.

"What happened?" Dakota and I asked insync.

"Derek is going to teach me kick boxing! That means we get some.. Alone time." She whispered the last part, wiggling her eyebrows.

"Oh god." I groaned, putting my head down on the table.

ugh, Debbie is going to 'fall in love' and won't stop talking about it.. Like usual.

Dakota sits up, packing her stuff, "Guys.. I'll see you in P.E, Alex wants to meet up outside!" She flings her backpack over her shoulder and runs out of the room.

I swear to god, everyone is so boy crazy.
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After lunch Debbie and I went to P.E. Dakota and Carl are in the class, but I think Carl skipped so-

Oh my god.
Mr. Carl Gallagher just walked through the front door.

I stood next to Debbie, we already changed into p.e strip because we are going to do some fun mini random games.

"Alright, boys on one side and girls on the other. Guys try to tag the girls, girls run from them. You have the whole field." Coach sims said.

We split into sides and he blew the whistle. Debbie, Dakota and I ran away with Carl, Alex and Derek on our tail. I knew he was going after me, I wish he wasn't. Debbie and I run for another two minutes before stopping and sitting on the grass. Carl runs up and plops next to me, wrapping his arm around me,"Tag."
Derek sits next to Debbie, smiling at her and Dakota and Alex share a long and heated kiss. I look at Carl's arm then back at Carl. He's smiling down at me and slowly leans in. I quickly stand up and smile before turning and running. I stop by the coach and say I'm feeling sick, so he gives me a pass and I get my things ready before walking home.
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Words: 801
Date: July 31st 2016 (Sunday)
Time: 5:33 pm
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