I played with the ends of my brunette hair as I sat at the front of my mom's car. She was driving me to my new school. I really hated starting fresh. But hopefully this school wouldn't be as bad as the last school I attended.
I looked out the window as we went past all the big houses. Me and my family are always moving to different places. This is because my dad's job is always being switched time to time. I sighed deeply as my mom continued down the road.
I took an even bigger sigh as I realized we had arrived to Maple Creek High. (A/N:made up)
"It will be fine honey, things will get better." My mom told me as I gathered my things.
"No they won't mom." I said before slamming the car door behind me, as I heard a faint I love you escape from her mouth.
I took a deep breath before entering the school.
Once I walked in I headed straight towards the office.
"Hi!" The lady's jittery voice rang through my ears as I gave her a small smile.
"You must be Ariana." She said as I nodded my head slightly.
"Ok, let me give you your schedule then you can head off to class." She said with a smile. I watched as she went typing away on the computer while standing up getting a paper out of the printer across the room. She came back handing it to me and then I was on my way to my first class, I didn't bother going to my locker since all I had was my black jansport backpack.
I made my way to room 225 getting lost on the way there. As I made my way into the classroom all eyes were up on me getting me nervous.
"You must be Ariana." The guy at the front of the class who I'm guessing was the teacher. Damn he is very young to be a teacher.
"Well I'm Mr. Bieber. It's nice to meet you." He says sticking his hand out for me to shake. I took my small petite hand into his large ones shaking it. Really? He is my teacher? He is so young. I thought.
"Take a seat anywhere you'd like." He said as I spotted an empty seat in the middle. Once I was settled I took out my pen and paper and started copying down what was on the board.
As he taught I stared at all his features. He's beautiful. Flawless. Gorgeous. But how old is he?
As his eyes connected with mine my heart raced. I quickly looked away, looking back at the paper in front of me.
This will be a long year.
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