A/n; Again, every pic in his story (except makeup) is me and belongs to me. Also every chapter will be around 500 words instead of the normal 1000, but there will be more chapters...just not long ones. that's it. k baiiiii <3
~I had a feeling today would be different~
Beep! Beep! Beep! My alarm clock started screeching. I slammed my alarm clock to shut it up. Ugh it's so annoying -_-
It's the day i've been dreading since I moved to L.A. My first day at my new school. I just moved to L.A. this past weekend because my mom got a great job offer down here, it's already half way through the school year. So that makes makes this day worse than it already is.
I drag myself out of bed and did my makeup and got dressed. (pics below)
Ew i look gross (thats why my face is covered lol but i a sure you that IS ME!
When I'm done I painfully made myself go downstairs (i exaggerate a lot) and said goodmorning to my mother.
"Hey sweetie! Excited to start fresh?" she asked. "Truth be told? No" I said.
*Looks at phone*
"8:10?!" i shouted "I gotta get going, love ya" I told my mom. "Have a great first day! Lova ya"-~At School~-
As I was walking into school, one boy inparticular caught my eye (yes im a semi-boy whore, ik)
He had two toned curly hair that looked like noodles, and beautiful hazel eyes. He saw me looking so I started to walk faster (probably while blushing) and decided to try and find my locker. I already had my schedule so I didn't need to worry about that. Once I found my locker, I put all my books away except the ones I needed for first period. History. My Fav. (note the sarcasm) I made it there a few minutes before the bell should ring so I decided to go on my phone. Then someone next to me even though there were plenty of unoccupied seats. I look up to see that the person, or should I say people were the curly haired boy and what seemed to be his friends. One had brown hair and was really tall, another one had pretty ocean blue eyes, another had what looked to be bleached honey blonde hair, and the last one looked around my age and had dark brown eyes. Like me. I could tell curly hair was about to say somthing when the bell rang. I wonder what he was going to say? A few moments after class started, the teacher asked me to introduce myself. (what I told you about her in the introduction) The whole time I was up there, curly hair never took his eyes off of me. We made eye contact multiple times, and I couldn't help but smile when we did. He must've noticed that I only smiled when we made eye contact because after a few times he had a smirk plastered on his face.A/n Again; Italics during the story represent her thought. k baiiiii <3
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His Love Was Different
Hayran KurguShe moved to L.A. with her mom. He moves to L.A. for his career. What will happen when their paths cross? Will fate bring them together? Or bring them apart? It will be updated 1 or 2 times a week as of 9/16/27