Chapter 1

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Chapter 1
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I woke up that morning with a terrible feeling. Its the first day of school and it's senior year. Last year of all of the judging people. Last year of trying to be perfect in front of everyone. Last year of being with everyone. I smiled with the thought. As I got out of bed all i could think about is how weird and yet a little excited I was to see my friends again. Even though we saw each other yesterday it was still worth it. I arrived at school and headed towards my locker. I looked around to see any of my 4 best friends, but the only person I saw was Luke Hemmings. He was cute yet a douche at the same. He had a lip ring and had shinny blue eyes you could get lost in for hours. He was popular and was always surrounded by people. He was the quarterback in the football team and was dating the lead cheerleader(of course). Who was a bitch!! She had perfect blonde hair and had the cutest clothes and also was popular. I had dirty blonde hair(thats what my friends say,but i think its brown) and had blue eyes that are hard to miss. Her name was Emma Smith. She walked up to Luke and kissing him on his cheek while smacking her gum. She linked arms with him and walked away while Luke's friends check her out. Idiots and bitches.
"Kylie!!" I heard a high pitch voice say. That must be Alisha. Alisha has black hair that were a little passed her shoulders and wore glasses. She is short compared to everyone and its pretty funny. Behind her Anna and Negin were walking laughing about something.
"GUYS ALL OF OUR LOCKERS ARE RIGHT NEXT TO EACH OTHERS," Anna screamed. Anna has brown hair that was passed her shoulders like Alisha with glasses too. She has brown eyes that were perfection, but she doesn't think that.
"Plus we have all of our classes together," Negin commented. Negin had long dark hair and glasses(I'm the only one who doesn't wear glasses because I'm special). The bell rang and we all walked to first period which was social studies. We all sat next to each other. We have been best friends since the end of 7th grade and now look at us. We still use the same group chat from then.
"Hey guys where is Michael?" Alisha questioned as we looked around the room. I turned my head to see Luke sitting next to Ashton Irwin. Ashton was one of the normal people in a way. He was funny but he is dating a slut named Brittany. They been dating for 3 months now. Thats Brittany's longest boyfriend. She must have not laid him yet. I saw Calum Hood who was known as one of the shyest people ever, but is the smartest yet cute. They were all sitting side by side each other. Luke was making a face. He doesn't have anyone from his group with him. Sucks to suck!! The door opened and then came the purple and black hair-boy. He looked at us and smiled.
"Um, excuse me. You are late on your first day of school," the teacher mentioned. Since when has she been standing up there?
"Sorry. It won't happen again," Michael replied as he sat next to Negin. They smiled at each other and looked away.
"Kylie Walker?" I heard the teacher call my name.
"Here," I replied.
"Ok so now since...," the teacher began, but I didn't bother to listen.
"Kylie, someone is staring at you. Don't turn around," Alisha smiled with her small dimples showed.
"Who?" Why would someone stare at me?
"Luke Hemmings," she winked. She knew we all hated him, but at the same
time we all think he is cute. I heard a loud noise above me. Everyone started to get up as the teacher waved us goodbye.
"Kylie," I heard a sweet voice call my name before I could leave. I turned to see Luke walking towards me. I stood there staring at him with a blank face. What did he want?
"Hi," he walked pasted me and smirked. Really? That's it. He made me stop for no reason. All of friends were making faces when he passed them. Oh how much I loved them. I headed towards them as we walked out of the door.
"Come on. Now we have Spanish," Michael stated the obvious as we all walked out of the classroom and headed towards the Spanish rooms.

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