One thing I love about American schools is that I don't have to wear uniform. Now I never get to see that ugly grey blazer and ugly grey skirt that I used to wear 5 days a week.
I wore high waisted shorts, a white vest that I tucked into my shorts, red converse trainers and my favourite beanie. Dress to impress right?
As I walked into the kitchen I saw a pile of pancakes and a bottle of syrup. Something my mum left before she went to work. I sat down on a chair whilst eating from the island. I was by myself so I took massive mouthfuls of pancake.
My phone vibrated in my pocket and I saw a text from Brent.
Brent: Hey do you wanna walk to school with me?xx
Me: Sure I'll come to yours :)xxx
I left my plate in the sink and headed out the door. I looked around the neighbourhood before I grinned at a particular figure. Brent stood outside his door where the sun shone directly, eyes closed and he looked hot. As I approached him he opened his eyes and smiled. He looked down at me and hypnotised me with his chocolate brown eyes.
"Shall we?" He asked, putting his hand out for me to hold.
"We shall." My hand enclosed around his and we started to walk.
There were a couple of wolf whistles here and there but Brent brought me closer to him each time. The fact that he was so close to me made my heart pound.
"Soo tell me about yourself." He asked and I looked at the greenery around us.
"Well I moved here from London. I spent literally all my life there so I kinda miss it." I shrugged before staring into those chocolate brown eyes of his.
"Like what you see?," He laughed. I looked down trying to hide my now red cheeks, "Welcome to Redwood High School."
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