Troublemaker (Incompleted)

Fresh, Innocent, Great start. Right?

Hey. I'm Hanako Amari. Since you can't really see me...I'll describe myself. I have long, straight, black hair with blue eyes. I usually wear trending clothes or casual stuff. I guess you could call me "average-looking.'' I am 16 years old living with my Mom, Dad, and Sister. I just moved in a little apartment with my family. They hated it, but I loved it. There is a big park across with street with big pink peonys that have such sweet scent you can smell them if you open my window. My room always smells like cinnamon, which is my favourite scent. "HANAKO! GET READY!" Mother calls. Oh! I run towards the door, grabbing my bag, aannnnndd I trip over a box that's still filled with stuff. UGH! My head flies towards another box that's filled and things fly everywhere. My music box falls out. My perfumes fall out. My makeup falls out. Even my underwear falls out, everything spilling over the floor. Talk about a cruddy morning! Ugh...I slowly restored everything back to their boxes and went back out the door. The hallway was now empty. The carpeted floor was super fluffy. I liked that. I slipped my sneakers on and ran out the door in my school uniform. A black top with a little red ribbon with a red skirt. The skirt was so skimpy.... I rushed down the apartment stairs and into the lobby. I took my bike- a purple bike- from the bike rack in the back of the lobby, and took it outside. I sat down on the seat and started pedalling. School was pretty far away so I had to pedal pretty fast. Oh my gosh... my legs are starting to hurt already. Why did they put the school at the edge of Town? Tokyo was pretty big. So my house was right in the middle of the city and school was at the very edge of the city. I passed the bakery and rode across the street. I finally saw the big oak doors in front of me. I put my bike on the fence and locked it with a lock I carry everywhere for some reason. My hand pulled on the medal handle and slowly opened the huge oak door. It's funny how formal the school looks like from outside. Yet from inside it smells like stale pizza and Diet Pepsi. The lockers are all dented and the red paint is scraped of their metal doors. The floor is very dirty and muddy. I also noticed boys throw gum at the ceiling, so I had to watch where I are standing or a piece of it might fall in my hair. I was going to the locker number I was told was my locker, when I bumped into a boy. I looked at him. He had brown hair with green eyes. He had a cute smile. His smile quickly turned into a shocked face when he bumped into me. I was surprised too. I started blushing like crazy and blurted
"OH MY GOODNESS I'M SO SORRY I DIDN'T MEAN TO! DO YOU NEED HELP?
OMIGOSH!" Well....that was embarrassing. He brushed a little too and said
"Uh...Hey. It's okay. I'm sorry. I wasn't looking."
He quickly walked away. He turned his head over to glance at me, but quickly turned away. I stood there, with my mouth dangling open. I think I just had a little leak.