Back to Back - ON HOLD

Chapter 1.

Dullness isn't of the heart but of the facade that covers it.

My thoughts were swirling as I stared back at the girl in the mirror.She wasn't anything special.

- Average height, around 5"7.

- Round blue eyes but not the kind that drew you into a stare and reminded you of the bright blue ocean at the beach but the kind you avoided because they reminded you of the stormy oceans and grey skies.

- Her hair was a dirty blonde as if the fire and life had been sucked right out of it. All that was left was ashes and dirt.

- A small frame. Not one as if she kept herself fit but more like the kind you imagine of a person that does absolutely nothing. Not even eat.

- A chest like she'd started puberty early and ended the day after it had begun.

It was a dull facade, this girl looking back at me with stormy eyes. I knew who she was but at the same time I had no idea.

I looked down at the sink and then back into the mirror this time though I knew exactly who it was.

This girl was completely me and there was nothing I could do to help the fact of my dullness. I was okay with that. It was who I was.

Today, my nerves were just getting the better of me. Today, I was restarting. Today, I was starting my second half of senior year. Not only that but it was at a completely new school in a completely new city. To say that this didn't daunt me would be a lie. No going back now!

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I take a shower after my staring contest and get ready. Okay, what do people wear around here? It's summer time and I'm on a beach so shorts, I guess? We'd moved from Portland half way through my senior year. I grab my high waisted shorts, a plain black tee and chuck on a cardigan. Good enough!

Drying my hair and throwing it into yet another messy pony tail, I put on my forest green Dr Martens, grab my binder and bag for school and head down stairs of our new house.

"Hey dad," I say sluggishly as I sit my bag on the kitchen bench top.

"Morning sweetie. Sleep alright?" He asks from the dining room table while he sips his coffee.

"Yeah, alright. You?" I reply while pouring the Cornflakes on the bench into the already layed out bowl.

"Better. Ready for school?"

"As I'll ever be! Am I dropping Beau off?" I ask pouring in the milk.

"Nah, I'll drop him off in the mornings. It's on the way to work," Dad says.

"Is he even up?"

"BEAU?" Dad shouts to my little brother upstairs.

"Yeah, dad?"

"Yeah, he's up," Dad smirks at me as we listen to the rattle of keychains on Beau's bag as he runs down the stairs.

"Hey, buddy," I smile with a mouthful of cereal.

"Mornin' Apes!" He smiles while dropping his bag and coming into the kitchen.

"Well, I'm off guys," I say putting my bowl in the dishwasher, picking up my bag and binder while heading for the door.

"Okey dokey," Beau mumbles into his Coco Puffs.

I open the door to see my baby.

My strong hold.

My best friend.

My beast.

My car.

Gertrude.

My 1973 Toyota Corolla. It was black gloss that was kind of rusty in some areas but kind of beautiful in the rest. I loved it with my life! Perhaps it isn't the most amazing car ever or the fastest but it was perfect for me.

"Bye, dad! Bye, Beau!"

"Have a great day and don't do anything I wouldn't!" Dad shouts back from his room.

I close the front door and head out to Gert. Jumping into the front, I turn on the ignition and back out of the drive way while switching on the radio. Ball Park Music's "Playing Error's" comes on and my day has begun. I head down the road and follow the sheet of paper dad left me last night near my bag. His writing is messy but at least I'm used to it so I can read his directions.

I make it with twenty minutes to the bell. Parking in the student carpark and hopping out of the car. I'm in such a rush this morning! It'll actually be nice to sit in a boring class and just relax.

I feel the heat of someone's stare on my back. Great, someone's already noticed the newcomer. I slowly turn to see who the curious one is.

It's a he. A guy! Can you believe it?! Then I had an idea that could wreck this altogether...

I stood there staring. Debating over and over whether this was a good idea and whether the possible outcomes were desired or not.

I waved.

Damn. Bad idea. Bad idea. Back away now. What the heck was I thinking! Hang on a second...

Did he just wave back?

I turned around and found the sign I was looking for to show me the way to administration. I smiled to myself and sauntered off into the school grounds.

Let the games begin.

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Sorry! The opening is always short and cruddy for me! Stay tuned.

Georgia x