A story to fall back on

First day of school,urghhh and to make it worse,it's Monday-I swear its like the Hitler of weekdays jeez. Since this is my last year in highschool,I asked Kristina( mum's P.A. ) to help give me a makeover,she's pretty much the sister I never had and did a wonderful job transforming me to a rather gorgeous chick if I say so myself ;)

But besides that,over the summer that my family spent in France with my cousin's,dad had apparently bought a car which is kinda mine but well it went like this:

"Sophie get down here NOW young lady!"

"Coming daddy.."

"Child,I don't know how to say this but your mother decided the time has come for you to be able to drive to school"

"Ohhh,well what else did mummy say?"

"She convinced me to buy this new "cute hybrid" small sedan and I agreed but Soph promise me to drive safe,and before you forget,I hope you don't think this car is yours.You are allowed to drive this car but it's still mine sweety"

Well that went well I guess so,here I am in Ridgeway High stepping out of my "dad's" Honda Jazz Hybrid and as I put on my leather jacket I felt great. Some girls were looking my way and whispering furiously about how "slutty" I look. Somebody please hand them a mirror,I mean my long jeggings and jacket is already covering up most of my skin,what the heck?

I knew the girls were just having harmless gossip but it'd be nice if they could tone down the harsh language they use. Just as I was climbing up the front steps,all motion was literally stopped,and a reving engine along with its screeching tyre could undoubtly be heard from 5 miles away.

I didn't even need to turn around to know who that was. He is for sure Wesley Holden,or better known as Wesley "Golden". He is mega rich and many don't see why he's attending a public highschool but he's like that,mysterious and un-readeable except to me. He was my senior in middle school but he got held back another year in highschool thus explaining his second year as a senior in Ridgeway High.

When I first saw him,well lets say I couldnt believe how cute and yet hot he looked,he just had that aura that I can NEVER get enough of. We talked quite a lot during recess back then and when he left for highschool we became bestfriends,secretly. I knew that if I had made my friendship with him in public I'd instantly be a popular girl. It isn't so bad but every popular girl had one condition to fulfill. Being bitchy.

I've always dreamed of being a cheerleader and someday be cheer captain as well as being prom queen and being the school's golden treasure,but it came with a ridiculous price tag of having to be mean and evil,so I left my dream to dust under my bed. So all these years,me and Wesley never crossed each others path in school and I'd have been a social outcast but I think he made sure none of the popular people harm me so my existance was acknowledged and received some greetings every once in a while.

I always wore clothes two size bigger than necessary but now my closet contains clothes all my size and a few comfortable one size bigger than necessary clothing for home. I told Wesley about my wish on turning over a new leaf and he was surprisingly against it the moment the words left my mouth. He's always supportive of me and this could be considered my first time rebelling against him I guess. So since my arrival from France yesterday and him finding out my new look,we haven't really talked.

A few fellow students said hi to me as I made my way to my locker. The school had upgraded their lockers during the summer and now my locker is not only finally taller than me but they also changed my locker location to about 50 meters from the cafetaria. Last year my locker was half the height of me and opposite the administration office,yikes,I felt like my every move was scrutinized by the young receptionist the principal just hired on a whim, whenever I was at my locker.

Sighing,I grabbed my purse and my "Mockingjay" book as I headed to my first period of the day,homeroom with my bestest friend that is not talking to me anymore,yet.On the way to class 201,I passed by the girls washroom and decided to check on my light makeup.When I went in I just felt like I should enter one of the stalls so that's what I did. 2 seconds later I heard a few clicking clacking sounds enter and heard Jessica's laugh. She is the sort of the queenbee of the school,before her it was Tiffany but Jessica soon took charge after she moved here last year and became cheer captain plus basically sleeping(not just literallyy sleeping but,yeah I'll let your imagination take you there) with the entire male population in the school(including Wes eww much) so poor little Tiffany immediately became her right hand man?Wtv

"Did you girls see that new girl earlier?The one wearing that leather jacket and jeggings? She's quite hot. Whadya think?",that was Amber I if I'm not wrong and I heard Tiffany laugh. "If I didn't know better I'd have thought you were a homo Amber *giggles* but about the new girl,kinda hard to miss her when all the jocks are betting on who gets to bed her" then I heard Jessica say barely audible,she sounded fragile,almost, and said "How about Wesley? He already took an interest in that nerd Sophie Wendler and made us treat her with respect and not bully her,what if he wants the new girl too? Though isn't there something familiar about that new girl? I think I saw someone like her in Amsterdam or Paris over the summer" "Seriously?Oh cool that at least means she has money on her and no Jesc, Wesley did't say a word about the new girl,in fact I didn't see him talking much yet,he's like upset about something,must be about the football match last night dad was fuming about" clearly this is Tiffany.

'RRRRRIIIINNNNNGGGGG' oh shoot that's the warning bell!!! The trio left hurriedly and I ran straight to class. When I opened the door I saw Mr Gordon wasn't in yet and I breathed out a breath I didn't even realise I was holding in. I saw three empty table,first one was smack in the centre of the first row-hmmm maybe,second was next to the window but Gilderoy sat there-fart fest?no thanks,third was in the second last row towards the right two tables away from Wesley. First row centre it is then I smiled to myself.

Just after I had read half a page of my book Mr Gordon pretty much stomped in with a fierce look on his face-typical first day of school where he tries to scare us but we're seniors,there ain't no teacher we're afraid of. So he started taking attendance and then he called out "Miss Wendler"... "Present" I said boredly as he mumble something under his breath at me and said "very well,next Miss Xoncaz... " And I tuned out after that as I smiled knowing everyone in class was talking about me.

Mission accomplished ;) Next class,gym... This is just perfecto ^_^