Chapter 4 - The first day.

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"Reynah wake up,we have school!" A fimiliar voice says.

I throw my pillow on my head. I was soo tierd. I couldn't even open my eyes.

"Reynah!" I get up  as I toss the pillow away. I open up my eyes see Paige. She was still in her Pj's but looked like she did her makeup.

"I'm up, I'm up!" I groan not making eye contact with her. She rolls her eyes and leaves my room.

I'm so not ready for school. New people. New schedule. What if my teachers hate me?

I get up from my bed and walk over to a bunch of boxes I didn't unpack yet. I read the label "clothes" and open up the box. I pull out my black jean shorts and a crop top with my favourite band symbol.  I scramble for my flanal and longs socks.

Reynah's outfite:

I walk towards my bathroom and decide to curl my hair

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I walk towards my bathroom and decide to curl my hair. My hair is naturally curly but i love it when I curl it with a iron.

I finish up my makeup and hair and decide to walk over to Paige's room. I walk into her room to see her putting on her Adidas sweater.

"Hey" I say throwing my curled hair to the side.

"Hey" she says looking back at me. She walks to her bathroom and clicks off the lights.

Paige's outfite:

"Are you as nervous as I am right now?" She asks me as she walks over to her side table disconnecting her phone from her charger

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"Are you as nervous as I am right now?" She asks me as she walks over to her side table disconnecting her phone from her charger.

I looked down twiddling with my fingers. It was 8 am in the morning I'm not usually a talker.

"Mmhm" I hum. She walks over to me.

"We have eachother right?" She says rubbing my arms with her hands. The friction made my skin burn but it was also very comforting to know my bestfriend was there for me despite our differences.

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