Beautiful Mistake

Chapter 1

Lindsey's P.O.V.

It was just a different school year but with all the same things. I am still invisible to practically the entire school; and that includes the teachers. I am lucky enough to be able to be recognized when my homework is handed in. It's Monday morning and I woke up already crying about going back to school, it felt like summer lasted for 3 seconds and I didn't get much out of it.

"LINDSEY YOU'RE GONNA MISS YOUR BUS!" My mom yells from the bottom of the stairs, I don't bother to answer I just do what I was told.

I hop into the shower and quickly wash myself clean, as soon as I get out my mother is still yelling at me, making my pace go quicker. I threw on my favorite chunky oversized fisherman jumper and a pair of skinny jeans matching with my sperry top sider boots, I brushed my silky blonde hair hurriedly and laid it on my shoulders. I ran down the stairs as fast as could, getting closer to the delicious smell of my mom's breakfast.

"Grab something sweetheart, don't be hungry on your first day" she said with her warming smile,

I grabbed a toast and kissed my mom goodbye,

"Bye mom"

"Have a good day honey" she said as I shut the door behind me. I walked to the bus stop taking little bites of my toast. I wasn't really that hungry but I did it for my mom's sake. I do everything for her sake, ever since my dad walked out on us when I was 7 years old. She's been a hot mess and I was the only one there to clean it all up and put her back together.

"Get on board miss" the bus driver greeted,

"Good morning" I said quietly not sure if he heard me. I am not very social maybe that's why no one has a clue about my existence. I took a seat in the back of the bus and began to read a book. It wasn't long until we reached our destination and it wasn't long until my stomach started to turn.

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I walked to my locker very awkwardly with my arm resting on my other and my sleeves held tight by my hands and me biting my lips as I walked through the hallway.

"Ew what is that" a girl pointing at me, if I wasn't going to be recognized as something good, hey it's a start of being recognized at all.

I carried on with the day and was pretty shocked at the amount of rebels in my class this year. I take honor classes so I am basically stuck with juniors who don't know when to shut up. For a 15 year old sophomore I am pretty darn mature for all these juniors.

"Okay welcome to my class everyone I am Mr. Boeman and this is your English class"

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The day went on and on with crowded hallways and gossiping here and there and our annual disgusting lunches, I managed to get through it without screaming internally, so I am proud of myself.

I decided to stick around and sit and finish my book with some peace and fresh air. I chose to sit on the football audience stands to read my book.

"Alright boys lets get running" a strong deep voice spoke, I look up and squint my eyes to find out that the football team has practice. But why now when I just got comfortable for once. I tried to avoid it and focus on my book, but I couldn't help but take small glances at the plays, and I noticed someone. Someone with the same attributes and attitude as the main character in the book I am reading. And boy did it make me want to get to know him.

But I chuckled at the thought of that considering the fact I am really shy, and all thanks to my mother. I get my shyness from her, I get mostly everything from her. If only I had the guts to walk up to someone and say something without choking or freezing.

And then it hits me.. Literally knocked me out of my thinking zone. That's when I knew that he had come up and picked the ball off the floor and said,

"Sorry" and jogged down the steps, I watched painfully as the coach yelled,

"GREEN WHAT IS GOING ON WITH YOU?"

I am assuming his last name is green, and seeing him up close really showed me how handsome he really is, and then he spoke and he sounded cocky and arrogant.

And that's when i knew if I ever got to know him he would be some popular, cocky and arrogant 17 year old who basically lives off parties every night and I definitely realized that he isn't the type of main character in my book. But yet again, maybe I am too quick to judge.

He's just another boy roaming the hallways of Grant High School, who in which I may never see again.