Lizzie Tay is a wise beyond her years, hipster with a love for a good teen drama show along with her BFF Sophie.
Cody Winston moved to Seattle to escape his tragic pass with the death of a beloved one.
Lizzie Tay takes on Cody as a project, much t...
I stood in the hallway with my arms crossed, leaning on my locker. I was up late watching Netflix. I'm way too obsessed with teen dramas, to be honest. I started the first season of The O.C and before I knew it, it was 1 am and I was on season three.
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(Taissa Farmiga as "Elizabeth Taylor")
I'm shaken from my thoughts as I hear heels clicking down the hallway.I look up to see my best friend, Sophie Highlander, walking down the hall towards me.
"Hello E.T." Sophie moves past me to get to her locker on my right.
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(Stefanie Scott as "Sophie Highlander")
"You know people are starting to catch onto that nickname." I roll my eyes at her and adjust the strap of my black backpack
"Good, they can see the alien creature you are." She smirks at me.
"Bitch," I mutter under my breath, in a joking manner.
"So what tv show did you watch last night?" Sophie joins me in leaning against the lockers, watching other students pass us by. Some wave to her. That's the difference between Sophie and I. She's well-liked and known and I am the opposite.
"One Tree Hill. Let's start going to basketball games. I'll be Peyton, you can be Brooke." I giggle. I link arms with her and we walk down the hall together.
"No, I wanna be Peyton." Sophie fake whines.
"Shut up. You're a cheerleader, you're already like Brooke." I laugh.
"Peyton was a cheerleader too and you are not. But you could be if you tried out this year." Sophie attempts.
"Pfft. As if I want to dance around in a tiny skirt and shake my ass." I sigh.
"Fuck off, it's much harder than that." Sophie breaks away.
"That's what she said." I call after her.
"That joke is so last year, E.T," Sophie says over her shoulder. The bell rings, signaling ten minutes before the first period begins. I smile and walk off to the fine arts department to room 105 where my photography class is.
