A supertale Of New York

Part 1

The sharp beeping bores into your mind and wakes you up with a jolt . "Ugh" You whine as you frantically tap at your phone, to turn the alarm off. The numbers 06:00 appeared in curvy white font above that picture of the beach you took last year . Oh shit . My first day At midtown high school . "Y/N!!!!! WAKE UP IT'S TIME FOR SCHOOL!" Your aunts harsh bronx accent made your head hurt . "YES DEANNA IM UP!" You half shouted half moaned and You Heard her walk away from your bedroom door. As you sat up the alarm went off again , 06:03 . You remembered setting an alarm every three minutes last night to ensure you didn't sleep in. You stood up and turned off all the alarms whilst walking towards the bathroom as you turned a corner in the hallway you hit your knee on the huge wooden sideboard that was filled with takeaway menus and batteries and all shorts of random crap that no one knew what to do with. "Fucking bastard" you muttered to yourself as you cradled your knee and continued hopping along the pristine white carpet. you opened Facebook as you stepped onto the cold tile floor. at the top of your news feed was the most awful picture of you you'd ever seen; how many chins? Seven maybe? Good lord. *y/f/n updated their profile picture: MISSING MY BESTIE , LIVING IT UP IN THE BIG APPLE !! GOOD LUCK TODAY Y/N !* of course y/f/n looked amazing in it , sparkling eyes, perfectly curled lashes... "oh look, a whale" you joked to yourself , turning the screen off and looking in the mirror.

You reappeared in the kitchen about an hour later , with your hair hidden under a beanie, and some basic makeup . You had picked out some black jeans with holes in the knees , and a red "ivy park" sweatshirt, most people would make more effort on the first day but it wasn't like you were going to meet the love of your life in chemistry class , was it?

07:30, you slide around the kitchen in your socks , nearly falling on your face several times, but dire straits were on the radio; this was an excuse to crack out your best Dance moves. There was a painful rumbling in your stomach and you realise you haven't eaten yet, so you grab a banana and shove it in your backpack , checking that all your books and pencil case were in there. "Right" you exclaimed while lacing up your white converse high tops. " I think I've got everything, DEANNA IM GOING NOW!" You shout from the front door "OK THEN HAVE A GREAT DAY Y/N!" She calls as you step out the door . "WILL DO, BYEEEEEE!" You sing back to her and close the door carefully. You take a deep breath and set up google maps to take you to school, *ok y/n , don't cock this up* you chant to yourself as you follow your phone through the streets of New York.

The closer you got to your destination, the tighter your chest got , and your heart rate became so fast you thought all your veins might explode. *your destination is on the left* oh god. *here we go y/n , don't act like an idiot.*

There were so many people! Just people. Everywhere. You remembered sitting in the doctors, getting your diagnosis of social anxiety disorder. *I won't let it beat me, I can do this, as long as no one looks at me, talks to me or laughs at me, I'll be fine.* fine . That damn word . "I'm fine" *no you're not. "Its fine" no it's not. You got the letter out of your pocket that had today's instructions on it . It told you to go to the principals office . You looked up and scanned the area frantically for any obvious directions , obviously, there weren't any . Shit. You were gonna have to ask someone. *more later*

Your eyes grazed the courtyard, looking for an approachable face . You were drawn to a girl who looked a few years older than you; she had waist length cherry Red box braids , and bold cat eye makeup, that pretty much screamed "don't talk to me" ok. Maybe not her then. Hmmmm. Lots of tall , fit , jocks that were probably douchebags, lots of pretty , skinny , blonde girls that were probably bullies . Ok , well there's this one boy, sitting on the curb reading something on his phone . He looked kinda cute, overgrown brown curls and a strong jawline. You couldn't really see his face, but he was alone so he was probably your best bet.

You jogged over to him, conscious of how late it was getting. "Um.. hi..er"you clear your throat. And he looks up from his phone. Holy shit. He was H.O.T. "Sorry but um.. do you know , like, could you tell me where the principals office is?" He smiled slightly as you looked you up and down, his dark brown eyes lit up as he spoke " yeah sure it's uh.. just past that building .." he stood up and pointed past where you were standing . He was pretty short and that took you aback, he was still taller than you, just shorter than most other boys around . "And then it's on the right" he said as you came back from thinking about his height and realised he had been talking the whole time. *why was I cursed with this god damn ADD* you growled to your self . Your confusion must have been obvious because he then said " do you want me to walk with you? I'm going that way anyways"  wow. His voice was adorable.