I must've fallen asleep in the hospital last night because I had an awful crick in my neck. I flickered my eyes open and gazed at my surroundings. I soon realized I wasn't in the hospital!
Oh shoot! I'm in some rapists house and they're gonna torture and murder me because they kidnapped me! Oh shoot!
I shook my head, trying to clear the panic. I looked around and then realized I was just on my couch at home. I was shaking and my body heaved with labored breathing. It felt like there was an elephant sitting on my chest. I closed my eyes and tried to focus on something happy.... I was healthy, had a home, had good friends, Wolf was discharged from the hospital yesterday.... I finally was able to calm down. I sighed, letting a few tears escape as I pressed my face further into my pillow. I then got up, swinging my legs off the couch. I trudged upstairs, begrudgingly, knowing I had to finally go back to school today after staying away for 4 days. I was caught up on all my homework as Olivia had been bringing my homework over for me. I trudged into my room, walking to my closet. I threw on my light wash skinny jeans, a plain maroon top, that was tight throughout the shirt with a crisscross open back detail. I grabbed my white socks and slipped my red converse on and walked into my bathroom. I looped my long owl necklace around my neck before tying my curls into a ponytail. I added a maroon and navy floral headband. I then put on deodorant, perfume and pinkish lip balm.
I put lip balm on every single morning. Ever since I was little I had had an obsession with it and still did. Also my biggest pet peeve was chapped lips so really, it was a win win situation!
I quickly applied some mascara and tan eyeshadow to my lids and slid on my new glasses. They were also maroon and had plaid side pieces.
I grabbed my bag and an apple before heading out to my little silver car. I slipped in and turned my radio all the way up as well as the AC. I don't think I had ever turned it off here in Florida. I dreaded going back to school knowing that my friends and I were all going to be the center of gossip for a while until another big thing happened. I dreaded being the center of attention and absolutely hated it. I just wanted people to go about their day and not worry about me at all. I just prefer to blend in thank you very much!
Sighing, I stepped out of my car. I hesitantly trudged into the building, only looking straight ahead, I could feel the stares emanating from everyone as I walked confidently through the halls. I turned the corner about to reach my locker when I was bumped into by someone.
"Excuse me." I peeped quietly not wanting sound rude.
"Oh no, it was my fault... I'm new here it's my first day. I'm Katrina. Sorry for running into you by the way." She said smiling and sticking her hand out for me to shake. I smiled shyly, bending down to help pick up her books after shaking her hand.
"I'm Allana. I'm new too I just started three or four weeks ago. Which class do you have next, I'll help you find it so it goes a lot better than my first day did!" I said with sarcasm on the last bit.
"Oh cool, so we can be newbs together! And I have Math next... What about you???" She said as we walked along the hallways me leading her to the math corridor. I had math too so it was a good coincidence.
"I've got math too, with Ms. Gill, so where did you move from?" I asked politely still a little shy.
"I'm from Honduras originally! We moved because of my dads job. What about you, why'd you move here?" She asked looking down the hallway absent mindedly. She suddenly waved to a boy who shared her long, pin straight,dark hair, big brown eyes and the beautiful natural tan of Central American descent. She was stunning to say the least, and the boy was no different they were both very pretty. The boy come up to us and whispered into her ear.
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Teen FictionI'm Allana Gray. An untrusting, shy, overthinking, observant, intelligent girl. With anxiety. I thought my life was so perfect and be any better until...... It wasn't. And then a certain chain of events (called my life) happened and led me to som...