"Kenzie you're gonna be late if you don't get up now!" My mom called to me. Urgh first day of Senior year. I'm so excited, note the sarcasm " I'm up Mom!!" As I roll out of bed , literally, there's a little less "bed" than I thought so I land on my wooden floor, groaning. I get up and hop in the shower for 15 minutes and decide I'll go simple today. Don't want to over do it on the first day! I decide on some light blue skinny jeans, a black "Just do it later" hoodie with mint green converse to match my bag. I chose to wear glasses instead of my normal contacts and I throw my long blonde hair into a messy bun. Great! I look simple but cute, exactly what I was aiming for.
"Kenzie! Cameron's outside waiting!" "Coming Mom!" I run downstairs and grab a donut and an apple. "Later Mom!" I yell while walking to my boyfriends car. "Hey beautiful ,ready for your last first day of school?" Cameron teases. "Urgh don't remind me!" I say frustrated. "I'm still kind of mad we only have two classes together this semester." Cameron says with a sad face. "Me too but its a block period so we're together two hours straight!" I say smiling. We pull in and step out, Cameron looks hot as always in a denim button down and blue jeans. I'm not sure how I got so lucky in the boyfriend department. Cameron's sweet, smart, he knows he's handsome but he isn't cocky, and he accepts me with all my weird quirks. "Let's go babygirl the demons are waiting" he pulls me from my thoughts with a smirk. He grabs my hand and drags me into the building, on the door someone has written Welcome to Hell. Well its time to start my Senior year. Here goes nothing.
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the dark side
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