August 20th.
The day I have dreaded all summer. Not only is it the first day if school, but the first day of my freshman year of high school and I am a nervous wreck.
It's 2:30 am and I just lie awake worrying about everything and anything that crosses my mind. I'm not sure when exactly the world became like a minefield just waiting for that one mistake that no one will ever forget until the day you die.
I sit up and stair in the mirror that's across the room. it's dark, but even then I can see everything and am fully aware of every imperfection I might come across. I try to fall back asleep but it's hopeless. there are too many things going on.
What if I'm not good enough?
My mind is racing. I cross the room to go sit on the floor in front of the mirror. My phone rings and I jump. what can anyone possibly want at 2:30 in the morning.
"Hello?" I ask in a tired voice,
"Hey, so like what are you wearing tomorrow OMG I can't believe the day is finally here..."
"Ella,"
"Yea"
"It's 2:30 in the morning why are you calling me?" Ella is has been my best friend since we were 5. We went to a summer camp this year cause we didn't have much else going on, but after the first night were asked to leave for sneaking out and swimming in the lake after curfew.
"Well... I couldn't sleep. I'm just so excited for tomorrow! New teachers, new classes..." After I while I just gave up on trying to keep up. I love her and all, but sometimes she can be a bit talkative. "...cute boys-"
"Woah, Ella is that all you can think about is cute guys!? it's our freshman year of high school, we don't know anyone there and all you can think about is GUYS!!! you are so predictable." I threw my phone down and continued making my way across the room, I sat down and for the longest time stared at myself, and I must have fallen asleep there because I awoke the the sound of my mother asking me why I was sleeping on the floor.
I looked at the clock. it was now almost 7:00. Holy crap!!! The first day and I'm going to be late!!!
I ran to my closet and grabbed the first thing I could find, put it on, then just as quickly took it off. This was the first day of high school, my chance to be someone new, start fresh. I grabbed my hot pink pencil skirt, a loose white top with lace sleeves and tucked it into the skirt, and lastly a pair of plain white heels to match. I looked in the mirror and couldn't believe it was me I was looking at. I grabbed my bag and headed toward the door. Here I go.
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Love, Lies, and Life
Teen FictionAs Ashley enters into her freshman year of high school she is faced with many challenges, but will her luck change when she finds not only who her real friends are and aren't but will she also find her Prince Charming?