Make Up Your Mind

Chapter 1

~This is my first book so fair warning I hope you like it :-)~
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'Why must time be a b*tch?' I thought as I slam my hand on my alarm clock, 'first day of school, yay?'

"Sage!" My mother yells, "You're gonna be late for school!"

I rolled out of bed, bad idea... I landed face first, on the floor.

"Sage!"

I rolled my eyes, "I'm up!" I stand up and head to my closet.

"Don't take that tone with me," my mom says as she walks in.
I continue looking through my clothes and ignore her.

"I really wish you would wear more colors," my mom says as she watches me find clothes.

I get out my black skinny jeans and grey short cut long sleeve shirt, "Mom we've been over this I like the way I dress, I know I'm going to a new school but I don't want a new waredrobe." I walk to my bathroom and close the door, not waiting for her reply, I got dressed.

I did my dark makeup, that brightened my lifeless grey eyes, grabbed my black converse, grabbed my keys, my beanie, and my skateboard I went outside strapped my skateboard on my motorcycle (my baby) and was off.

Its about a ten minute drive to my new school, I drove around it the day I moved here.

I got to school late, but hey I love making an enterance. I put my beanie on and grabbed my skateboard and walked to the front office, the sickly sweet lady on the other side of the desk glared at me, yet still held a smile, she looked constipated, I almost laughed.

She handed me my schedule, I saw I had math first, one of my favorite subjects, I rounded the corner and ran into wall.

'What the hell?' confused I looked up and was met with angry icy blue eyes that pierced through my soul, they made me step back, but I felt drawn to him.

"Why don't you watch where you're going," I was to shocked to register what he said, when I did I was p*ssed.

"What the f*ck do u mean I should watch where I'm going, maybe u should take the stick out of your a*s and pay more attention," I glared at him and roughly bumped his shoulder as I passed him.

I stopped at my locker, I put my skateboard in it and headed to class. I got to the door and practically threw it open causing all eyes on me. I smirked as the short teacher with big glasses turned red as a tomato out of anger.

"Ms. Silver you are late," he stated flatly.

I rolled my eyes, "So what."

The class tried not to laugh, I walked to the back of the room and sat down putting my head phones in.

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I got up when everyone started leaving my last class of the day, I drowned out everyone staring and whispering about the new girl as I walked down the hall, I only took out one headphone when a preppy looking girl came up to me.

"Hi, my names Jade," she smiled politely, putting out her hand, she was pretty with her blue tip dyed blonde hair.

"Sage," I shook her hand, she started rambling about how they usually don't get new people, 'I really need to smoke she's giving me a headache,' I thought.

I forced a smile at Jade, "do u happen to know where I can go smoke?"

She smiled brightly and nodded, taking my hand and leading me out to the football feild and under the bleachers.

There was 3 people standing under the bleachers, one girl and two boys. The girl was smoking, while the guys were fake fighting, I walked up to the girl and took out a cigarette. The guys stopped horsing around once Jade started talking.

"Hey guys this is Sage," Jade announced.

"Hey you're the girl that pissed off Mr. Simon," the blonde guy with eyes just like Jades, said as he walked up to the red head girl I was smoking with.

"Oh yea I heard about that!" the guy with black hair and green eyes exclaimed, he walked to put his arm around Jade.

I rolled my eyes, 'word travels fast.'

"Where are my manners!" Jade yells, "that is Sydney," she pointed at the red head girl, "that is Cade my brother, sadly," she giggled as Cade glared at her, "this is Mark, my boyfriend," she looked at Mark with so much love, it made me wanna throw up.

"And lastly this is- wait where the hell is Asher!"

"He's probably with his flavor of the week in the janitors closet, again," Cade said.

"I am not, I am right here," the last person I had wanted to see walked around to the back of the bleachers.