Worth It. (Sam Wilkinson)

1. Aiden Hills Highschool

EDITED

My windows were down, warm air hitting my skin. It's the beginning of September and im currently on my way to the hell hole I call school. My earphones were on ever since i got in the car and all I want at the moment is to drain everything out of my mind and allow myself to get consumed by the music. I don't even want to think about the new school year ahead of me, making new friends, a new neighborhood, I don't want to think.

It was quite impossible actually. Although it's my brain, I'm unable to control the thoughts that run through it.

What if no one would like me? What if I wouldn't make any friends on my first day? What if I completely embarrass myself in front of the whole school? Which was most likely. I hate the fact that it's my junior year and im not even spending it with my friends back home. Call me bratty or whatever but everyone here is probably already friends with one another and of course I'll be the odd one out. But if it's what my parents want, then I guess I'll have to manage.

Uncomfortable thoughts continuously flooded my mind while my music played in the background. The sound of my dad speaking interrupted my thoughts. "Alright Casey, we're here!!" Here? I whine. I miss the days when I was in elementary when my parents would walk with me into the school so I wouldn't be alone trying to figure out where evrything was. Now, its just me.

I gave my dad a kiss on the cheek goodbye and I did the same for Haiden, my little brother. He made a grossed out face and smeared my kiss off, but I don't care, I love annoying him. I let out a small chuckle to myself.

"Case, I want straight A's okay and good luck on your first day. I know it might be difficult but just see what happens. You might even love it".

Yeah I doubt it.

"Alright thanks Daddy, I'll see you later."

"Okay see you later kiddo." with that I closed the car door and my dad drove off to drop off Haiden next.

'Aiden Hills Highschool' was what the huge metal letters spelled on the front of the school.

The school was massive and pretty intimidating. Glossy tall windows, sleek transparent doors, newly painted bricks. It surprised me a little since this was New York and from what I've seen here, buildings are always cramped together and this school is practically double the size of an average building. Ok I'm exaggerating but still, I wasn't expecting it to be this big.

I noticed as I was walking to the main entrance that everyone seemed to be in their own clique. There were the jocks, the nerds, the goths, you name it, there was a group for it. Then there were others that just blended in with the crowd. Me.

My eyes skimmed over the crowd of students and stopped at a group of fairly tall boys, and I'm not even gonna lie they were cute. My eyes wandered off and noticed that one of the guys from the group was staring back at me. He had brown eyes, brown hair, tall too. He was wearing all black. Black cargos, black tshirt, and black janoskis. First thing that popped into my head was 'oh yes dress game level 100.'

Some blonde girl in a skimpy skirt and a white v-neck that left no space for imagination whatsoever had her arms wrapped super tight around his waist like she was afraid that he'd go running off. I noticed all the other girls surrounding the group who had similar outfits to her's. Classy.

The guy was kinda cute I must admit but he's not that special.

I continued walking to the doors and have you ever tripped out of nowhere? Yeah that happened and I heard several chuckles from behind.

Good job Casey.

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First chapter sucks ik but bear with me. Hopefully it gets better lol.