Brea’s Pov
First day of school, is a day when your nerves control yourself and overtake you. Sometimes we overtake them, but for me it’s not like that. I shouldn’t be nervous, because I’m not the one being in the school for the first time. I should be excited to meet new people. I mean I’m not the best on making friends but, I can change.
“Bree! You are going to be late!” I sigh as I hear my mom’s voice echoing the narrow hallways of ours.
I took me about half an hour to take a bath, choose my outfit, unbraid my hair, and apply some makeup. I decided to wear a LA hearts cropped strappy cami, and some black jeans from PacSun. Along with some gold sandals. My makeup was based on a bit of eyeliner, and mascara. Nothing much.
“I’m coming!” I scream back at my mom who is waiting for me at the main door, with a granola bar and a water bottle.
“Thanks” I say grabbing the supplies form her hands. “See you later, Love you” I hugged my mom goodbye, “Bye dad!” I screamed while rushing outside the door.
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As I walked through the corridor of the school, I spotted many different faces this year. Everyone is just gossiping in different groups. I spotted Amy, taking some books out of her locker.
“Hey” I mumbled. She immediately stopped what she was doing and hugged me with a huge smile placed on her lips. “I’ve missed you! Hey.” She says
Amy has been my best friend for years now. She is all the opposite from me, she knows tons of people, and is very outgoing. Compared to me, but I still love her for who she is.
“I’ve missed you too.” I smile back at her. “Ready for the last first day, or let’s say our senior year?” I nodded. I’m so excited for all this, I mean this year will be amazing and thinking about that I don’t feel nervous at all.
“Well we have the first two class together, and then we have P.E together after lunch. Fair enough right?” she asked as we made our way to the first class.
“Ugh.. Look, such jerks.” I said motioning the group of ‘bad boys’ who are surrounding a new girl. For these boys a new girl in school is like a diamond in the sky. Kind of. I notice one of the boy turn around looking at me, his eyes are full of anger. “Did they hear me?” I whisper to Amy.
“What did you said?!” = the one and only Harry Styles walked towards me. I. can’t. even. move.
“Umm- I- I wasn’t referring- It wasn’t to you. Not- you.” I swear he looks like he is going to murder me. He just scoffed.
“You’re so pathetic you can’t even talk!” he started to point at me and laugh. Here we go.
“I- I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to o-offend you” Why am I shuttering. Oh yes, because a dude full of tattoos, and his ‘crew’ are about to kill me. Maybe not but verbally yes.
