Sadly I couldnt wake up like those girls in those movies. You know the ones where the girls say "I can see clearly now the rain is gone." in a happy perfect singing voice. This was the opposite of what happened. In reality, my horrible foster brother decided to ruin my day by waking mw up in the worst way possible. He put his old nasty ear buds in my delicate ears, and blasetd my head off with his horrible rap music he insists on writing. Life is great here at Kim and Patrick's. If only this ugly excuse for a guy did not have to exist on the earth at the same time as me. Then he caught my reaction on video showed it to me. The motherfucker was laughing his ass off. If I wasnt so tired I would have slapped him so hard he would have crapped his pants. After that he still had the indecency to hogg the bathroom. Asshole.
When I finally got to go into the bathroom it smelled like his crapp took a dump after a monkey slapped him in the face with it's stink festering turd. This is what I have to deal with everyday. Un fucking believable. At least I got to eat his bacon in the morning cause he takes more time to get dressed than it would take to put a monkey in a suit. Thank god he's not my ride. One of the perks of being adopted by one of the wealthest families in Miami. Yup you heard me. We are loaded, and as a result I get my own car the day I got here. Thank god I have a valid drivers lisense due to the fact that I'm a december baby. I'm older than everybody. I just grabbed my keys said good bye to Kim and got the hell out of there before Josh got downstairs. He would flip a shit when he saw that. That would have been great to see.
When I got to school the first thing I noticed was everyone was already seperating into groups. Alright dont embarrass yourself, go find your locker and look like you know what you are doing. Yeah smooth. Of course someone actually was paying attention to the new girl and noticed I was walking up and down the same hallways, in circles, trying to find locker 721. I see 713, 720 and now my locker 721. Oh great I gotta bottom locker. Do you know how awful it is to get on the floor to get your things. And that is not all the person who pointed me down to my locker, had the locker right on top of mine. lmagine being me, opening my locker, with my face crotch level to the cute guy, whose name I dont know yet. Not to sound like thoses sappy girls in those mary sue-type movies, but his hair is so perfect. It looked soft and brown and shiny, and those eyes. Those eyes were the color of the leaves in Rhode Island durring the summer. I used to live up there for a little while. "Hey are you done looking ruefully at my face so I can ask you what your name is?"
"Oh, umm, hi my name is Chelsea. I'm new here." Was I really starring at him.
"Just so you now my name's Louis. So do you neeed me to help you to class or...?"
Be cool. "Yeah, do you know where Mrs.Garu's class is."
"Yeah. Turns out your in my english class. Here let me walk you to class." He let me down the hall, up the stairs and down the hall on the right into a nice looking woman's class. By the time we got there everyone else was in thier seats. Sadly, the only seat open was way in the back next to this creepy looking girl with racoon eyeliner. I just tried to sit down without interupting whatever she was sketching in her notebook.
Durring lunch, I was trying to find the perfect table when Louis called me over.
"Chelsea! Over here!"then he introduced me to his friends. He had so many I couldn't even remember them all. At least I tried. So he must be pretty popular to be surrounded by all these people. I caught the eye of one girl and sat down next to her since there wasn't a seat next to Louis.
"Oh , man is Kyra going to be pissed. I can't wait to see the look on her face when she sees you. Hilarious!"
"Who's Kyra?"
"She is the queen of Chara high. She thinks she's all that and has has a humongous crush on Louis. Trust me when I say this, you are screwed. "
"I didn't even do anything yet."
"it's not how you act, It's just the fact that she is a jealous conniving bitch. Nuff' said anyway, Im pretty sure you don't remember my name so I'll tell you. My name is Brittany and I was good knowing you."
"I'm pretty sure you are over reacting. She has nothing to be jealous of. I'm not even talking to him right now."
Louis stood up and asked "I'm gonna go get lunch you wanna come?"
"Yeah. I'm comming."
Brittany whispered "dead!"how is she going to get jealous if he isn't even her boyfriend.
"...my neighbor ran over my sister. And my mom cooked my dog for breakfast."
"Wait, WHAT!"
"I was just checking if you were even paying attention."
"So your sister is okay and your dog is fine. Pheww! I thought you lived with a bunch of lunatics for a second."
"Nah. I was just testing you. What about your family? What's your life like?"
"Well Kim and Patrick are amazing but Josh is a pain in the ass! He get's worse everyday and why am I venting out on you? Im sorry, I didn't mean to do that."
"S' okay. Why do you call your parents Kim and Patrick and not mom and dad?"
"Thier not my actuall parents. They died in a car chrash when I was six."
"Oh, I'm sorry. I won't talk about it if you dont want to."
"Thank you."
"So, what's you favorite color?" His jade colored eyes sparkled, not like my ugly mud colored ones.
"You'got to have a better fist question."
"Nope. I just said the first thing that came into my mind."
"Well, in that case, my favorite color is blue. Bright neon blue. Cerulean to be exact."
"Wow. You sure are perticular about colors. Are you an artist?"
"Yeah it's kind of a nautural talent I have. Born with it. I can draw but I can't paint or color for my life."
"Ironic, isn't it. You are so peticular about colors, and yet you can't color. That has to be funny sometimes."
"Yeah I guess it is. That doesn't mean that my coloring skills have improved any since kindergarden. I just looks so wrong and ugly when I finish."
"I'm sure you are fine."
"Anyway, what about you what's your family like."
"Well, I have two older brothers and one younger one and the twins , jess and jenn. Then there is my mom, Janice, and dad, Will. My family is loud and noisey and restless and its kinda hard to concentrate in my house, but I can manage."
"Good." I got a burger and a fruit cup with some jello.
"That will be two dollars miss."
"Here."Apparently he just paid for my food. Huh, that kinda makes me feel special.
"Thanks."what else could you say when a hot guy pays for your lunch?
"Just being a gentleman."
When we got back to the table I noticed that there was another girl sitting at the last seat, not mine, at the table . I'm just going to take a wild guess that this girl is the illusive Kyra.
"Hi, my name is Kyra. What's yours?" Yup. She's Kyra.
"I'm Chelsea." Louis finally came back from getting ketchup. He came up behind me, and put his hand on my shoulder.
"Kyra this is Chelsea. Chelsea this is Kyra." Kyra was giving me the evil eye so I stepped away from Louis and took my seat across from him. So far this has been a long day.
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New Girl (discontinued)
Teen FictionI am sorry to those who followed the story, but I will not continue this. I had not planned an actual plot for this story and could not really continue it. I will not be taking down though. It will serve as a lesson to myself.