"Wake up, Dakota. First day of high school. Don't want to be late!" My mom shook me until I finally woke up. I wasn't that excited for high school like normal people. I'd honestly rather be late. ISS please! I grumbled while rolling onto my side, pulling the covers all the way up my lazy body. My mom has always been more excited for high school than I have been. I hate waking up in the morning. I hate getting dressed. I hate hair. I wanna shave it all off! My hair is brown and curly. It's gets so knotted during the night. I hate it. Wanna trade?
My mom yanked on my ankles as hard at she could. No matter how hard she tried she WILL NOT get me off this bed. My crush is going to the same high school as me, Bridge Lake High.
I took off my over-sized shirt, arms first. I put on a bright yellow shirt with dark wash skinny jeans. The minuet my mom pulled up to the car line to drop me off, I ran. I don't want to be that girl who gets embarrassed by her mom, with all the pictures and "I love yous." I got embarrassed with that in eighth grade. I wasn't going to tolerate it this year. I need a fresh start.
Middle school was horrible. Bullies and terrible teachers. Wannabe seniors. Sickening.
There he was.. My crush since 5th grade- not like he knew I excited or anything. His floppy blonde hair was so dreamy. It flops just the right way. His hazel eyes are amazing. A brown ring around the edge of the hazel. I'm not a stalker. I'm just obsessed. His name is
Christian. All the girls like him even though he's dating the head cheerleader, Tiffany. He is the quarter back for our school football team. GREAT! Another reason to fall for him. I have tried to get him out of my mind for years. I just can't! Every night I have the same dream. We get married on a beach. My dress is long and white. It has a jeweled belt that shows my tiny curves.
OH MY GOSH! He glanced at me! Best moment of my life. I have never had a boyfriend accept when I was a toddler. But that doesn't count.. Does it? It didn't help that when he looked at me for that brief moment that he was holding hands with Tiffany. I am the jealous type. Every birthday I make the same wish with those stupid trick candles- that he will notice me. Just once! And I think that time just came.
Tiffany let go of the tight yet sweet grip on his hand. She walk the direction toward the science lab. Christian started to approach me. He waved with a beautiful smile. I waved back with my left leg up. He got closer and closer but then ended up passing me. He friendly hit his friend on the back and walked down the hall with everyone scooting aside, making way for them. Wow. That's embarrassing. He wasn't waving at me. Instead, he was waving at his friend, Carter who was standing behind me. That did not help my " fresh start " I put my head down in embarrassment to the fact I thought he actually was going to speak to me.
I began to unlock my locker.
"1-8-9-3" I whispered to myself as I turn the dial to those numbers. I spin around holding my math books as I witness Tiffany making PDA with Jack, and nerdy, cute, junior as he handed her a project they supposedly worked together on that had a huge A+ printed on the side.
I could hear Tiffany lightly through the loud hallway. " Thank you Jake! You know.. I would have helped you with this project if it wasn't for my flu. Achoo!" She made the fakest sneeze possible. What "flu" was she talking about? She had attended school all week..? If it was that bad she wouldn't have came, right?
