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Chapter 2

A/N Sorry for the bad chapter, I swear it gets better, don't worry;) Anyways please vote and comment!! It would mean the world to me:) Also the song to the side is strange girl by the zolas (one of my favs at the moment)>>>

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We pulled up by the curb. I opened the door not even waiting for the car to fully stop. As soon as I hit the ground, I broke into a sprint. Police officers tried to yell at me to stop and get off of the property, but I didn't even care. I shoved my way through the throng of people and ran to my parents. They hugged me gripping the back of my shirt. As they squeezed me I looked over their shoulders to see our front door surrounded by shattered glass.

       Today is the day. My simple life at an all girl's academy is ending and my life at Harton Public High School is just beginning. Ew, public school. I don't think I'm mentally prepared for this day to start. I much rather stay snuggled in my warm bed covers, which I plan to do. Unfortunately my fellow family members seemed to be plotting against my plan because just then my mom walked in with a huge smile on her face like one of those preppy cheerleaders. Oh god, I have to deal with preppy cheerleaders too, my brain chipped in as if an after thought. 

       "Wake up sleepyhead, it's your first day of school!" She cooed as if she was telling me it was Christmas day. I rolled over burying my face in my pillow letting out a groggy groan of despair. Maybe if I lie still enough she'll think I'm dead. "Blythe, get up. I know you're awake."

        "Just five more minutes." I pleaded as a fatal attempt to avoid the unbecoming events that await me.

         "No! You're going to be late." Her happy voice slowly diminished revealing her usual motherly tone.

          " I rather die in a hole." I murmured into my pillow.

           " What did you say missy?" my mom asked sharply.

           "Nothing!" I snapped rolling out of bed seeing that my pitiful attempts to skip school were futile.

          "Yeah, that's what I thought." my mom glowered. "When you're ready come down for breakfast." I didn't even bother to reply, instead I just wondered over to my dock. Might as well put on some music, music always make sense. As soon as I plugged in my phone music started blaring. I recognized the song straight away. It was The Walker by Fitz & Tantrums. Music seemed to make any situation make sense. I don't know, maybe it's just me, but it seems to soothe the soul and bring peace to the mind. This thought brought a little smile to my face. At that very moment I decided to just accept the fact that I'm going to have to face the day whether I like it or not. I took a deep breath and let go of the little hope that I was hanging on to.

        I looked out of the passenger's side window with backpack in hand. My heart began to race as the car slowed down. It was finally here; the time I had been dreading for so long. My heart felt like it was going to beat right out of my chest. I clutched my bag with sweaty hands and opened up the door letting the cool California air sweep through my hair. People seemed to be everywhere. They were more of a horde then just a group of fellow students. Look at all the people, I thought. Oh god, so many people.

        "Bye sweetie!" My mom beamed leaning over the passenger seat so she was closer to me. " Have a great day!" She waved before driving off. I wanted to scream at her to come back and take me with her, to take me away from this mess. God social anxiety sucks. I looked at my watch. I still had 15 minutes until the bell rang. Most people would read this as just 15 minutes to do something, but I read this as an infinity of time all by myself. I am so screwed. Instead of trying to make an effort to make friends, I did the two things I did best; hanging by myself and listening to music.

       I took in my surroundings while aimlessly wandering the front lawn for a quiet spot to escape the noise. The school itself looked like your average high school, nothing fancy with an old brick exterior and fresh cut grass. Just then I spotted a set of stairs around the corner of the building. No one seemed to be in that area so I walked towards them. As I got closer I realized to my benefit that the stairs were hollow underneath. I crawled under them and pulled my knees to my chest before popping in both earphones. I closed my eyes finding comfort in my own mind. 

      Ten minutes had passed. I was only half way through Strange Girl by The Zolas when my first  predicament of the day popped up. Out of my peripheral vision I saw a figure angrily speed walking towards me. I immediately pulled my ear buds out and looked up to see an angry looking teacher looming over me. Oh shit.

     " How many damn times do I need to tell students this?! There was announcement about this yesterday for pete's sake!"  I'm guessing I wasn't allowed to sit there. The teacher was at least a good foot taller then me with short cropped hair  and a sunken in face implying he was in his mid fifties. Heads began to turn as he continued on. Great. "All students must stand and wait for the bell in front of the school, not beside the school, not under the stairs of the school, not off property somwhere, in front of it!" Whispers and giggles surged through the crowd as my face went from a light pink to a dark fusia. I opened mouth to try to explain my position and my unfamiliarity with the school rules, but the teacher cut me off. "No excuses! You owe me detention after school. Be late and I'll double the punishment." He said jerking a finger at her. Tears threatened to spill over as I looked up only to realize that a circle of people had formed to watch. All their eyes were locked on me. A boy in the front row stepped forward. Here comes predicament number two.

        "Yo Mr. F, the girl's new here. I don't think she knows the rules." The crowd laughed as if the boy had just cracked a hilarious joke. Except he wasn't any boy, he was Dustin Carmichael. Also known as my ex-boyfriend who dumped me hard last year when we both volunteered at a summer camp together. Could this day get any worse?

        I'll give you some background information; last summer I had volunteered at Camp Wahini with Emily and Janna to get our volunteer hours over with. Apparently we weren't the only ones with the idea because Dustin and his buddies showed up with the same mentalities. Fast forward 4 days out of the month we were volunteering there for and Dustin was kissing me on the side of the cabin at 3 in the morning whispering "I love you" in my ear. The funniest part was that I believed him. We starting dating and it was one of the funnest (yes, I just said funnest. Deal with it.) summer's of my life...until the last day of camp. That day Dustin was with his buddies and I came up to say good-bye and maybe even sneak in a kiss or two, but Dustin decided he was "too cool" for me and completely blew me off and acted like what we had was nothing even though I knew he felt it too. I was so hurt I didn't even know what to say to him. And now here he is standing here right in front of me once again.

         "Don't feed me lies Mr. Carmichael," Mr. F spat, jabbing a finger at him. "you're in with me after school too."

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