Ridgmoore High.

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Im disturbed from my peaceful sleep as an annoying sound goes off. It's my alarm clock. -_- I get up from my dearly beloved bed and go in the bathroom to take a shower. Once im out with my towel around me securely, I head to my room and find an outfit. I chose a light pink sweater that shows a bit of my stomach. Dark blue jeans that are my favorite pair and my white running shoes. :)) (outfit above). Once i was done with that i put my hair in a side ponytail. I headed out of the bathroom and towards the kitchen. It's 6:50 and i leave to school at about 7:20 since its a 10 minute walk. I walk in the kitchen to my dad cooking breakfast.

"Good morning Sarah" He says enthusiastically.

" Good morning dad" I greet with a gentle smile.

I look at my iPhone and see its 7:10. I was done eating so afterwards i waved goodbye to my dad and on the way out i grabbed a granola bar and by the door i grabbed my backpack.

I arrived at school and looked for my besfriend. My bestfriend is Vanessa James. She's about 4'2 only a little shorter then me. She has black shoulder length hair and blue eyes.

"Hey babes" she says.

"Hey Ness" I say. I called her that ever since we were little.

"So how does it feel being back here?" she questions.

"Well despite the fact i hate school it's kind of refreshing." i respond.

She laughs as we walk into school. Looking around i spot the "bad boys" .

Damion Everson. He's 5'3. Brown swooped hair. Nice muscles (I had to add that). Nice frame , complex jaw , and hazel eyes. Yeah he's hot but he's a player. I refuse to let myself fall for that. Yeah i know your probably saying 'yeah right that's so cliche it's bound to happen' but I'd just call you crazy.

Dane Heartfield. Same looking as Damion but except hes a blond and his eyes are brown with a hint of blue. He's kinda muscle but not to much.

Lastly there is Damion's last friend, Gabe Cranston. He's the goodie two shoes. He's average height. Jet black hair and has brown eyes.

The bell rings just as it interrupts my train of thoughts. I start walking to my first period class which is English. I always hated the teacher but not the class. I go to my usual seat which is towards the back of the class. I sit down and copy down the board. Just as she finishes explaining the door swings open.

There's the second chapter. Im kinda excited to write a book so please no hate.

Until next time.. Your author.

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