High-school life

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Chelsea pov. I remember it like it was yesterday and I still cherish that day.that day was the day I met my best friend.that day on the playground when we were little kids. That day me and Emily became the best of friends.Emily and I are now 16 and we go to adams high school or also known as hell.know what your thinking.your probably saying "but Chelsea how is school hell if it's for a good cause?"[A/n. Excuse my language]well considering that there's a bunch of preppy bitches,low life slutty whores,and those jackass jocks then yes school is a living hell.hey well at least I have friends in this hell hole we call school. I was thinking about something to do with chocolate when someone snapped me out of my thoughts "hey Chelsea how's it going?"I turned around and saw me and Emily's friend Kimmie mayor.Emily,Kimmie,and I have been friends since me and Emily met Kimmie  in 5th grade."hey  kimmie do you think Emily will like the locket I'm giving her for our friendship day?"yeah I hope so.""Hey guys. ""Oh hey Emily when did you get?""just now now."she answered.I just rolled with it because after knowing her basically our entire life I've learned that this girls unpredictable."hey Chelsea did you do your homework."kimmie asked.I swear all the coloring my face drained."yeah sure why wouldn't I."I said with lots of sarcasm.(time skip after school)when I got home my mom my and dad were sitting on the couch with their heads down "hey mom and dad is something wrong?I asked. "yes sweetie but promise me that you won't get upset.""okay?""well sweetheart we're all moving to Michigan.""WHAT WHY Michigan?""Chelsea calm down.""NO HOW CAN I WHEN WE'RE GOING TO Michigan THAT'S MILES AWAY FROM Houston Texas!"I said with tears streaming down my face."hey is it because you're leaving Emily?""yes.mom can I go to my room and think about this?"I asked. She nodded her head and I ran up stairs to my room.when I got to my room I went inside and closed the door then I locked it.then I went to my bed and cried in my pillow.but the thing I should've been thinking about was how I was going to tell my friends.

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