Monday March 30.
I felt someone lay on top of me. I groaned not wanting to wake up. I tried to move them off but they wouldn’t budge.
“come on Wynter. You have to get up.” I heard Mohagny say. I groaned again as I buried myself further into the pillows.
“It’s the last few weeks of school. And everyone is blazing about your party still. So get up. Dress fabulously and lets go!” She said pushing me off the bed. Thank the lord I have a carpet there.
“Im making bacon!” she called from the kitchen. I quickly got up. Im glad I took a shower last night so my hair was dry. I looked in the mirror and saw my hair sticking in every direction. My few dreads were knotted together. I quickly brushed my teeth and then washed my face. I never really brush my hair so I just kinda just smoothed the few hair in the right places.
I stripped to my bra and underwear and walked around my room to my closet. I threw on my plain white v-neck along with some ripped tights and high wasted shorts and my boots. I grabbed my green army jacket that has ‘I hate everyone’ painted on the back and tied it on my waist. I covered my wrists in braceltes and put on my watch and grabbed my phone.
I walked out of my room and sat at the barstool. Mo (Mohagony's nick name) passed me a mug of bacon and some syrup.
“I cant believe we graduate in a few weeks.” I said as I ate a piece of bacon. Mo nodded in agreement. WE both went on phones and ate just like every morning. And after I finished I waited for her to shower and get ready while I went on my computer.
She came out dressed in a cute blue dress and some booties along with a cardigan and purse. Her hair was curled and in a side pony and her makeup done to perfection. She was always girly-er than me.
“Ready? We can take my jeep.” I said. She nodded. I grabbed my keys and cross body bag.
We hopped into the car and made our way to school.
Cameron’s P.O.V
Ugh. I hate new schools. Ive been going to a new school every semester as long as I can remember. This is going to be my last time since its senior year and the last semester.
I rode my motorcycle to an empty space in the parking lot and hopped off. Took my helmet of and placed it on the handle.
As I walked in to my new school I see people stopping and looking and pointing at me. Same as always. I just kept walking. All the way to the office. An older women noticed me as I approached.
“Hello there. You must be Mr. Dallas our new student.” I nodded. “Im Ms.Stine, the principle. I have your schedule here and you just need to fill this out then you can head off to first hour.” I nodded once more. I started to fill out the paper work.
“Common Preston you’ve gotta give me a shot.” I heard a girls voice say. I turned around and saw a really pretty girl. She was talking to a man with basketball shorts and a t-shirt on.
“Not today Snowflake. Maybe next week.” The man said.
“I need to do it today. I promise I wont get hurt. I just need one shot to show you I can run this. The playoffs are this Friday, and you have no one to sing the national anthem or banners or uniforms. I can get all of that in two days tops.” She said. “Please coach!” He sighed. The girl jumped and hugged him.
“If you don’t make it happen Im not sending in a recommendation to the art institute.” She nodded figurously. “I wont let you down press.” He chuckled. She happiy skipped away.
I handed the women my papers and then made my way to find my first class. I made it just in time for the first bell. I walked in and the teacher was cool. It was a women with silver hair. She was older.
“Welcome to English. Im Mrs. Berkings and you must be our new student.” I nodded. The class was talking so no one noticed me walk in.
“Class. Settle down.” They did as they were told and all faced forward. “this is Cameron Dallas. He is your new classmate. Make him feel welcome.” I smiled softly. I made my way to the back of the class and sat down. The room didn’t wait any longer to start there conversations. After about one minute a group of three guys walked over to me and sat down.
“so, you the new kid? Im Nash, and this is taylor and matt. Were you from?” the guys seemed chill and reminded me of the guys I hung with at my old school.
“Uh.. well I kinda move around a lot but right before I came here I lived in florida.” I said. Just then She walked in.
“Snowflake. How nice of you to join us.” Mrs. Berkings said. The girl smiled.
“how could I miss this lovely class Mrs.berkings. I mean who wouldn’t want to learn about English from an irish lady, its like me seeing my tia and learning at the same time.” She said sarcasticly making the class laugh. She walked to a desk and sat down.
“who is that?” I asked no one in particular. “That’s Wynter Lily Marie. Everyone calls her snowflake and she like runs the school social network.” taylor said.
“She has only been here for a few months, and only hangs out with us and her friend molly.” Nash added. I nodded as I looked at her.
Wynters P.O.V
Class was over and I had to go to the pizza place to get for us at lunch since its my day. As soon as I got out of class I heard my name being called. I turned around and saw Mahogany
“hey. You wanna help me do the playoffs shit?” I asked.
“just what I wanted to talk to you about. I got the uniforms you ordered and have some art people doing the banner. And I have the perfect person to sing for the national anthem.” She said excited.
“O my god really!? Who?” I asked. “you!” She said. I stopped walking. No im not singing for this. I cant even sing. I only sign in the shower and she expects me to sing infront of the whole school plus some other school? No.
“oh no no no.” I said. She sighed. “come on Snowflake. Youre really good at singing.” I sighed.
“Fine. Ill have Nash and the boys come over and help me practice today after school. And you owe me. Big time!” she nodded in agreement them hugged me excitedly.
