Chapter 1: Running Late

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     "How the fuck can anyone be a morning person!" I screamed to myself as the deafening sound of my alarm woke me up.  Wait a second, my alarm was set to 6:30am last night. It currently says 7am. I couldn't have possibly overslept 30 minutes, right? "Oh Shit" I mumbled under my breath. I guess you know how my morning went. It basically consisted of me panicking, screaming, and desperately trying to find a perfect outfit for a perfect first day of high school or at least I thought it was going to be a perfect day. 

     Unfortunately, my stupid self decided it would be okay to binge watch a bunch of pointless netflix shows until 2am last night. Hey on the bright side I managed to achieve 5 hours instead of 4 hours and 30 minutes of sleep. BOO YAH! 30 EXTRA MINUTES! High School is a big thing for me at least, and first Impressions are everything! I decided to piece to together an outfit that does not only state that I am sophisticated but also drop dead gorgeous. I went with some high-waisted light blue jeans and a plain white t-shirt with a cute cardigan over it. I have to admit it wasn't the best I could come up with, but it works. Okay, more 'makeup time' and less ' check myself out in the mirror time'. Usually, I only wear makeup on special occasions, but in this scenario my eye bags will thank me later. I applied some concealer to any of the areas I thought lacked some beauty.

     I decided to skip breakfast for a nice coat of mascara and face powder. I finished of by curling my hair and headed to my mother's room to drive me to Granada High School. This happens to be the place in hell where I spend the next 4 years of my life. Yeah, I was quite nervous, but now I'm late and extremely nervous! It's only the first day, maybe they'll go easy on me. I hope. My mother finally awoke and rushed me to her car. The clock on the car dashboard said 7:23am and I was only hoping that was the wrong time. I checked my phone and it also said 7:23am. "Aren't you supposed to be at school at 7:20?" My mom asked. Scared to look up to her and see her reaction I managed to say a low and quiet "yes" while keeping my head down.

     The car was quiet for the remaining minutes of the car ride to school. I decided to tilt my head and look through the window. I saw someone. Someone who I imagined would be tall and probably handsome. I only saw a glimpse of his eye and his structured jaw as he sits in the passenger seat of a car without a worry on his mind. He looks over at me. We both share a smile and I look away shyly. He was handsome as I imagined. His face isn't even covered with a single flaw from the point of view I was in. I tilt my head once again to the window and see him continuing to stare at me. With panic in my eyes I asked myself if something was on my face. I smiled realizing how stupid of a question that was. In the corner of my eye I noticed he has looked away and it was finally my time to check him out. His eyes were a light brown color almost the same as mine. I wish I could've continued to stare, but that didn't last very long. He noticed me almost in an instance. 

     We both continued to stare deeply into each others' eyes not wanting to look away. I honestly don't know what it is about them. He was not only mesmerizing, but something about him had me dying to know more about. In an instance his car sped up and turned right making me lose sight of that boy. He seemed charming, but dangerous. Gentle, but fierce. It was over. He was gone. With only another mile we arrived at my school. I received my schedule during orientation, so no need to have any trouble. //Period 1: Mr.Carman : English: Room 74//  "Bingo, Room 74!" I was already 15 minutes late, no need to rush. I did indeed need someone to help me find room 74. I thought middle school was gigantic, but seeing high school is far worse. The halls were barely empty, but my eye landed on somebody that I thought could help me. I walked forward and finally caught up with this boy. I tapped him on the shoulder to catch his attention. He looked over his shoulder, a grin placed on his lips, and I smiled.

Author's Note: (A/N)

I Hope you enjoyed this chapter. This is the first out of many and hopefully my writing skills will improve along the way. Sorry if there were any errors and I wonder who that guy was? HMMMM...

With Love,

          Britney <3

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