**weh hey this is chapter 7 aka i was forced to update**
                              September 5 - 7:40AM
                              Today was the first day of school.
                              I was finally going to be a freshman in East Darwin Highschool. A day before today, I asked Louis how did the school look like and what should I be doing and not be doing during the first day. Basically, there are 5 buildings in the school. The 5 buildings were all seperated, with a school yard, the football/soccer field, and the outdoor cafeteria seating surrounding the 5 buildings.
                              The first building is for the freshman's, where all freshman classrooms take place. The second building is for the sophomore's and junior's, where all of there classrooms take place. The third building is for the senior's, where all senior classrooms take place. The fourth building is just the gym and the swimming pool, for the school's swim team. Lastly, the fifth building, where the cafeteria and auditorium takes place and also the lockers for free periods. The school seemed pretty cool to me.
                              I was told by Louis, to keep my cool and try hard not to embarass myself on the first day. He told me not to get confused with the senior building and the freshman building, since they looked quiet similar. 
                              Anxiety curled to my stomach, my jaw clenches, and I grip my fists tightly, adknowledging how my palms have moistened. I rubbed the sweaty surface of my palm onto my jeans as I looked up at my reflection of the mirror, seeing a nervous and anxious teenage girl finally going to highschool for the first time.
                              I wore my favorite sweater, dark-washed ripped jeans, and my converses. I combed my hair carefully, strand by strand. I hated my natural curly hair, always have and always will. I grabbed my bookbag from the edge of my bed, walked out of my room, and downstairs into the living room. I stood next to Louis, when I saw my mom walk out of the kitchen, and gave us both kisses on the cheek and a goodbye hug. 
                              While I followed Louis out the door, my mom said "Make friends, Casey."
                              "Hopefully." I muttered as I closed the door behind me.
                              I sat in the passengers seat, while Louis took the wheel. He drove out of the driveway, and disappeared into the streets. It was a 10 minute drive, and he parked in the school parking lot across from the football/soccer field. I shuffled myself out the car, and glanced at the setting. The school was HUGE, and crowds of students gathered around the school yard, going into buildings, hugging each other, talking and laughing with each other. I glanced over to the right, next to the 4th building, a group of cheerleaders were jumping, dancing, going on top of each other, shouting cheers. 
                              Then, I heard a bunch of manly voices behind me. "Yo, Louis, How's it been?" I heard a deep accent spoke. I turned around, and see Louis with a bunch of his friends crowding him. He glanced at me, and excused himself from the group.
                              "Go to your first class, don't get mixed up like I said." He muttered softly as he wen't back on with his friends.
                              I walked away, and followed the path to the school yard, slowly getting closer to the crowds of students and teachers. I reached to the 4th building, about 20 feet away from the group of cheerleaders. While walking, I searched for my schedule, deep in my pockets. I fished out my schedule from my left back pocket, and looked down at the folded piece of paper.
                              Thursday [ Period 1 - Room 126 - Mrs. Forelli - Chemisty I ] 
                              I looked back up and I see Rachel and Emma running towards me, with big smiles across there faces. As they grew inches closer to me, they spreaded there arms around and snuggled me into a long, tight hug. It was one hell of a group hug. While warmly hugging each other, we kept moving and rotating and accidently tripped one of the cheerleaders, which caused there "pyramind" to collapse on the soft, green grass in front of not just us, but the whole entire student body. 
                              We let go of the group hug. The girl we tripped, who was tanned-skinned, and had long straight brown hair tallied up in a pony tail, glared at me and walked towards me angirly.
                              Encountering a public fight on the first day, was not a good way to start out. 
                              "Oh my god, I'm really sorry." I murmured.
                              She just kept glaring at me, "Who the hell do you think you are?" She angered.
                              "I'm so---" 
                              "Bitch." She scolded. 
                              I was nervous, my adrenaline was rushing through my veins and to my brain and back. I had no idea what to do, or say, but just stand there in the shadows of my agony. 
                              Then to my rescue, Rachel stepped in.
                              "Why are you saying your name?" she pleaded.
                              The girl raised her eyebrows, and her face flushed red scarlet. She was pissed, alright. The tension between Rachel and her, were brutal. They we're literally about to rip each other's hair out, strand by strand, lock by lock. To no avail, a tall, curly-haired teenage boy stepped in. It was Harry. The beats of my heart went faster, than usual.
                              "Woah, woah. What's all the chaos here?" He wondered.
                              The girl looked at him. "Harry, do you know these bitches?" He looked at us.
                              "Again, with your name." Rachel mumbled softly.
                              "I heard that, you bastard!" The girl raged, ready to approach Rachel till Harry grabbed her by the waist and pulled her away.
                              "Miranda, your squad is waiting for you." Harry said.
                              She turned around, and saw her squad staring at her from a distance. She turned back to Rachel, and gave her an icy, cold glare and walked away, flipping the end of her ponytail in front of Harry's face.
                              "I thought her name was bitch." Rachel said.
                              Harry laughed. "Hey, Casey. Nice to see you again."
                              I smiled. "You too."
                              Emma looked up from her phone. "Have you guys seen Naomi?"
                              Rachel shook her head. "I haven't seen her this morning either, Harry?" She glanced at him.
                              "She's with him." Harry replied. 
                              "As always." Emma said.
                              The bell rang, and we all gave each other quick hugs, and went our seperate ways.
                              **end of chapter 7**
                                      
                                          
                                   
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