Chapter 3

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I head up stairs and open my white cupboard doors. One door has a full length mirror and the other has my scarf rack. The inside is fulled to the brim with clothes and the bottom is packed with piles of shoes.


I pick out a pair of navy high waisted jeans and a Boho white and orange patterned top with a dark-nude cardigan over it and a pair of matching dark-nude lace up sandals. I wear my hair flowing lose on my shoulders and head to the bathroom to do my makeup.


I do nude-brown eyes with nude lips and work to perfect my bronzer. My eye lashes look stunning today as I add my false lashes(I use very natural ones though).


I head to my room and begin to pack all my books. Senior year is hard, but the brains have kind of come naturally to me, because I worked so hard when I was younger. You see, I wasn't always this smart. I used to simply just pass, but not with flying colors. I decided to try my best and would study hard and put off procrastinating. I would reread the chapter that we just learnt even if it wasn't going to be a test on it. I worked and it was hard, but in the end it was all worth it. Now my grades are always great.


The only thing that makes my grades suffer is this arrogant bad boy, Jake. He just loves to pester me. He and his whole 'squad'. They are the most irritating idiots on earth, but I suppose I have no reason to say that of them. Oh wait. I do.


I hate to say or even think bad of a person for I don't know what they've been through or are going through, but Jake and his crew are another thing.

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