*The Beginning*
*"I'm at a payphone, trying to call home, all of my change I've spent on you....." I rubbed my eyes as I reach, trying to find my way to my snooze button on my alarm clock.
" Ahh, first day of High School at a new school, this should be interesting" I murmured to myself, adding a hint of sarcasm in my sentence. As I force myself out of my bed,I cant help but to think 'what to wear, how i should do my hair and makeup, who is going to be there, is it going to be like my first day in 8th grade where.....' My eyes started tearing up as i thought about everything; my dad, all my old friends who betrayed me for popularity.
"No, dont think about it, it will be all right." I tried my hardest to calm myself but it didnt work, I slid down my wall i was leaning against for support, brought my knees up to my chest and cried. I cried the hardest I have since everything had happened.
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*20minutes later*
After I stopped sobbing, I decided to get ready for the day. I take a long, relaxing shower that was well over 30 minutes. I picked out a short sleeved, white button down blouse to match my loose fitting black skirt that came a little above the tips of my fingers. I picked black flats to coordinate with my outfit and finally moved on to my hair and makeup. I decided to just leave my long, blonde, wavy hair down and as for makeup, just a little bit of black eyelinder to bring out my baby blue eyes, and some black mascara. After I apply my makeup I look up at the clock. "Shit, I'm gonna be late." I quickly grab my bag and phone and rush down to my garage. As I drive out of my garage and pass though my driveway, I can't help but to think how my first day will go.....
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I stop into the office to get my class schedule when I notice a guy who was certainly breath-taking. His dark green eyes was something to stare at and the white t-shirt he was wearing showed each detail of his large biceps. He ruffled his dirty blonde as he walked up to me.
"You new here? I don't remember seeing you here before." He asked me in his deep, sexy voice.
"uhh, yeah, I'm Melissa."I said nervously, trying not to blush or stutter.
"I'm Austin, nice to meet you, but i got to go, see you around."
After saying goodbye to Austin and sitting in the office for over 20 minutes, I finally get my paperwork and class schedule and head to my first class:English.
As I hand my late slip and paperwork to the teacher, Mr. Signhs, I can't help but to notice the same work of art I've met in the office and there's only one way to describe him. Austin.
