Who are you

Chapter 1

"Gabriella wake up your gonna be late for school!" I hear my mom scream from outside my room.

"Mom I'm up!" I yell back at her

I got of my bed and played around with my dark brown hair while looking in the mirror. I was wearing a black ting top and some dark blue over sized sweatpants. Lucky for me my hair was already straight from the other day. I didn't really feel like getting ready so I just stayed in the clothes I was already wearing. I walked into the bathroom from across the hall to wash my face and brush my teeth. I grab a dry towel from the cabinet closet and dried my face and hands with it. Returning to my room I slip on a pair of bronze colored moccasins I got for Christmas and went to my dresser to apply some moisturizer and my raspberry pomegranate eos lip balm. I don't really wear any make up because there is nothing on my face that need covering. Yea I get my share of acne from time to time but make up would just make it worse. I quickly look at my phone that is still charging to see what time it is. It reads 7:42am and I mutter the word "shit" to my self and quickly pull my phone out of charge and grabbed my backpack and headphones so I can listen to music on the drive to school. I run out of my room and into the kitchen where my mom is standing with a coffee mug in her hand and car keys in the other.

"Mom let's go I'm gonna be late again" I say to her while rush out the house

The car drive was silent and was listening to one direction on my phone there song Live While Where Young was playing I send a quick morning text to my best friend Rosalina who lives almost 30 miles away. I miss her so much we have bin though everything together. We have known each other since 1st grade and in 6th grade she had to move because her step dad got a new job and had to relocate taking the whole family with him. The day she moved was the worst day of my life.

The text I sent her read

*Morning baby I miss you I hope u have a good day at school I love u so much*

Moments later she read the message and replied to me saying

*I miss u so much more and thanks I hope things go good for u at school today too love u*

Rosalina (Rosie for short) was always the one to have a lot of friends and have lots of people like her she was more of a people person then I was and she knew how to get people to trust her easily. Growing up you could say I was always jealous of the attention she would get from everyone and I sometimes would wish I could steal it from her but I never had the courage to actually try to be like her.

As we made are way to the front of the school I groaned while I took my seat belt off and gave a kiss on the cheek to my mom and exited the car. While swinging my Jansport backpack around my back I shut the front door of the car and walked inside the school.