"Nikki, are you sure you don't want me to home school you? It's not too late to change your mind."
I swear I've gotten this goddamn lecture every single friggin day this Summer.
It was a Thursday morning, and alas, the first day of school.
Freshmen year, to be exact.
I've been hearing all these bs rumors about how high school is just a version of hell, and how there are rumors of people going in and never coming out yadayadayada. It got old after a while, so I stopped listening to those people. But I guess my mother kept listening, cause now she's all worried about me getting beat up or something. She is trying to reel me in on the idea of her homeschooling me, but let me tell you
She needs more bait.
I sighed, looking over at my brother Ben, for moral support. But he was no help, since he just got a new girlfriend and was talking to her 24/7..
My little brother is nine and gets more relationships I do.
I yawned, shoving my face with a spoonful of Frosted Flakes before standing up with my Gucci backpack. "Yes mom, I'm positive. I will be safe, and I won't get my face smashed in." I spoke, as I kissed her cheek and put on my Adidas shoes and my backpack. I said I love you to my mom and walked out the door to the front lawn to wait for Makenzie, who was my best friend. I opened my front facing camera and took a selfie or two, and tapped them to look at how they came out.
I had brown hair with blue eyes, and I had a nose piercing, and my first two ear piercings on both ear. I was mostly a quiet girl and got good grades, but kept to myself. My best friend Is Mackenzie Velt, who is a Junior this year. Halfway through Summer I was chronically diagnosed with depression. My dad left at birth, so I live with my mom and my little brother.
Just a preview.
I turned off my phone as Kenzies blue Ford Fusion pulled up in front of me, and I hopped in. Mackenzie has her nose buried in her phone, and only mumbled a slight 'sup' when I closed the door, follow by a swift throw of the phone in the back seat with a "FUCK".
I looked at her and automatically knew it was Jake. Her doucheface boyfriend.
I think she read my mind, as she sighed and told me the whole story on how Jake slept with that senior chick. Adriana Anne.
After a pointless 10 minute conversation, we got out of the car and I stood there for a split second, gawking at my new school. I walked in and took out the piece of paper from my pocket that had my locker number scribbled on it. 273. I looked over at Mack's slip and smiled a little bit. Her locker was 279, almost identical to mine. I slipped past the clutter of students to my locker and followed the combination to unlock it. I slipped off my bag and placed it neatly in the locker. Grabbing my class schedule, I slammed the locker and turned around to look for Mackenzie, but instead, I hit forced contact with a muscular figure. I tumbled backwards and felt my head hit off the metal door. I'm pretty sure I heard an "Oh, shit" in there too.
Then it all went to black.
Calum's POV
"Fuck man, she's smokin" Michael groaned, turning his phone to Luke and I, who were half used to Michael cat calling, cyber version. I looked up from my homework and didn't recognize the face. Luke rolled his eyes and kept eating his saltine crackers.
When out of nowhere, Michaels girlfriend, who may I say, is fucking gorgeous, popped into Michaels lap and basically started trying to swallow him, earning a groan from Mike and him returning the favor.
If only she knew what he was beating it to every night.
"Screw this, man. I gotta piss" I said, hoisting myself up off the ground. I stole one of Luke's crackers and kicked his bag while I was at it. I turned on my heels and headed to the bathroom. School was alive so I had to maneuver around multiple bodies, of all different sizes. The only good thing about that is the fact that I got a feel of Jordan Red's tits on accident..
Sort of.
I felt the tingling sensation of the urine threaten to shoot out of me at any moment, so I picked up my speed to speed walking, to jogging, to full out sprinting to the 'finish line'. I turned a corner and was suddenly in contact with a slim figure, about 5 inches shorter than me. I crashed into her and she flew backwards, hitting her head on the locker and ground combined. I yelled "oh shit" and dropped to the floor immediately to help her up on her feet, but when I tried apologizing, I didn't get a response. I checked her pulse, and she was still breathing. I picked up her hand and dropped it.. not knowing exactly what to do in this situation. I finally decided to pick her up and bring her to the nurses office so she can maybe wake up into reality a little bit. I hoisted her on my shoulder, and made my way towards the nurse. I had decided about halfway there that i was going to say she slipped on some water and hit her head off the locker..
don't want to get suspended on my first day back.
I opened the door and greeted Mrs. Hanse and explained what "happened" and she kindly told me to set her on the bed. But when she asked me for her name, I couldn't really answer it..
All I know is that she had a perfect figure, and maybe she didn't look too bad either.
AN//
YAY NEW SERIES!! I decided to start a new book, since anonymous went down like the titanic. Please let me know if you like the first chapter, and I will soon upload the second! Thank you for the patience!
Uploading schedule will be at the end of next chapter
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