Alyssa ///hs pov

Her

I walked into my new school, a lump beginning to form in my throat. This summer I had moved to this shîtty little town in a shîtty little state in America. I missed home. I missed the rain, and I hated the snow that Minnesota brought with it. But most of all I missed my best friends. The four people who always had my back. And I just left,,,

I walked to my first class with a dreary gloom floating over my every step. This was my first time at a new school. This was a new life. Once I found my way I took a desk at the back of the room. As my English teacher tried to get the class to shut up I slipped in an earbud and found my escape.

When the class was finally called to order the teacher took attendance. That dùmbass thundercunt of a teacher forced us to answer a question as an "attendance question". Everyone in the room took turns answering the same question as it snaked it's way towards me.
"Harry Styles?"
"Umm, well I guess I would have to say my favorite color is, umm, blue." I stated quickly once my name was called. A few heads turned when they heard my accent. But as soon as I was done speaking it was onto the next person.

"Alyssa Cocktavy" the teacher spoke. It was only then that I noticed her. The girl sitting next to me. Damn. How could I not have noticed her¿ she was H A W T.

She looked nervous. She spoke quickly, simply saying "I don't have one"
I was shook. Her satin voice flowed with a nervous tremor.

And the teacher continued with the lesson.

Hey my dudes, this is a super cringy story about my good friend Alyssa. Anywhoooo I'm not creative so hmu with some idears. ✌️🐍✌🐍✌🐍