Powerful Love

New kid

A/N ::: ok so this is the first real chapter in my new story Powerful Love. Hope you guys like it! This is all gonna be told in Skylars point of view. I think...

Shout out to @Emma_Campbell_15 love you gurl! Thx for the motivation.

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Beep beep beep

My eyes open abruptly to the sound of my alarm clock. I hit the snooze button in hope that I can sleep longer. But ,of course, that won't happen.

"Skylar, honey! Get up! You don't want to be late for school." my mother calls from downstairs. Ugh, another day of high school. It's my junior year mid- semester. And in couldn't be more over it. I want out. I want to stay in bed and read. Go to the beach and meet a cute guy. But, sadly, that's not happening. And now I have to get up or my bother will leave me. As if reading my mind,

"Get your ass up or I'm gonna leave you!" my brother called from down stairs.

"Shut up or I'm gonna kick your ass!" I yelled back. I got up and put on an outfit that I like to wear on Mondays because it's easy an I'm lazy. A plain white t-shirt, black skinny jeans, red high tops, and my black leather jacket.

I brushed my hair so it was in its natural state. Wavy and blonde. I ran down the stairs to see my mom in the kitchen reading a news paper. I gave her a kiss on the cheek, grabbed a banana, and my backpack and ran out the door.

"By Mom! Love you!" I called on the way out.

"Bye sweetie! Have a good day at school! Try and make friends! Be-" I didn't hear the rest of the rest because it was cut off my Matts horn.

"Hurry the hell up! We're gonna be late!" He yelled at me, even though I was already opening the passenger door.

"Your such an asshole sometimes, you know that?" he answered by sticking is tongue out at me. I mimicked his actions.

We started driving down the road on the way to Jake's house. Jake is my brothers best friend and like my second brother. We pulled up to his house and it looked as gorgeous as ever. 2 stories, white brick, glass windows, and a high maintenance flower garden. I've always loved his house. You can't tell on the outside but on the inside it always smells like lavender. Jake walked out and came around to my window. His dirty blonde hair was sticking up in a spiky manor. He had a leather jacket similar to mine on except brown.

I rolled down the window of Matt's Jeep and said, "may I help you?"

"Your in my seat." He said with a smirk. I did a smirk back at him and shook my head. Indicating that I wasn't moving, I placed my arms across my chest and but my feet on the dash board. Scoffing, he climbed in the backseat. I looked at him through the rear-view mirror to see him with a fake poi on his face.

"I love you Jakie-poo!" I said and turned around, smiling.

"I love you too." he mumbled. But I could see the smile he was trying to hide.

"Ugh ok enough of the lovey-dovey junk."Matt told me as I turned back around.

" Says the guy I caught sleeping with Cindy Meyers on Saturday!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Yes you did!"

"No I didn't!"

"Yes you-"

I jolted forward in my seat before I could finish my statement. I started breathing heavily as I put my hands on my knees leaning forward. I felt something happen to my eyes. Like the feeling you get when you wake up your sleeping foot. I already knew that they had changed color. To a bright yellow. This isn't the first time this has happened, mainly when I'm mad or really angry. It feels as if all the anger that has ever been in the world comes rushing into my veins, making me want to scream. Which is exactly what Matt had been doing for the past 2 minutes, which is not helping me control my breathing.

"Skylar!"

"Calm down!"

"It's gonna be ok!", are the things Matt has been screaming.

"Oh my god!"

"What the hell is happening?!"

"Are you ok?!", are the things Jake has been screaming.

Gripping the seats and trying to support myself I sat up screaming "Will you two just shut up!"

I leaned back down and focused on controlling my breathing. After about thirty more seconds, the feeling stopped and I sat up. I leaned against the back of the seat and put my index finger in the air as both of the boys opened their mouths to speak.

"Don't...talk...just...be quiet...for...5...seconds."

They both started using their fingers to count to five, an when they got there they opened their mouths and a thousand questions came out. I tried my best to tune them out until we got to school. When we did I flung open the door, put my backpack on my shoulders, and tried to run into school. But of course the boys got me. They grabbed my arms and pulled me back, but before they could say anything I beat them to it.

"Look I don't know what happened, yes I'm ok, yes my eyes turn yellow, and no it's not the first time it's happened." I said in a rush. I was about to say something more, but got cut off by multiple screams. I turned around to see a limo pull up to the school. People had phones and cameras out, taking pictures, for some weird reason. I had no clue what every one was so excited about, until I saw someone get out of the car. The sight of him made me want to take my phone out too. He had on a white V-neck, black jeans, and black converse. His dark brown hair was in a quiff, and his eyes were hidden behind black sunglasses.

Damn. Whoever he was he sure looked fine. All the girls were swarming him. It took all the strength in my body to not go over to him and do the same. Which, in case your wondering, is not a lot due to that little episode I had in the Jeep. I looked back at the boys who happened to be staring at him too, pointed my finger at the new kid and asked,

"Who in the holy hell is that?"