Hellloo! I'm Trishae Martin and I'm 17, a junior at Belmont High and currently in the process of moving. :( yeah I know bummer! I'm just so irritated with my mother for the fact that she tells me NOW instead of like a week ago or when she first found out. UGH! I'm gonna miss everything out here! Especially my best friend. Insert another sad face.
There was a knock at my bedroom door. Oh god...
"Who is it?" I called out. The person walked in my room without permission and threw a box on my bed.
"Get up and get the packing, shitball!" I glared at the person which is my sorry ass brother, James. He's such a freaking lame.
"Whatever whore, dismiss yourself out my presence, you're bothering me and my thoughts." I told him throwing the box on the floor next to my bed. He flipped me off and walked out my room without closing my door. I sighed getting up off of my comfortable fuzzy bed to walk this looooong walk to my half-closed door. After closing it I jumped back on my bed with my face buried in my pillow.
Anywaaay, back to what I was saying! I'm a very talented person, I dance, sing and draw, but i'm kind of shy to show anybody. The only people who know about my talent is my best friend and my brother. I don't know why but after my father passed away it seems like I've put myself inside of a walnut shell. He was everything to me, I always dance and sang with him, he taught me some things in drawing. After he passed it seemed like I put that all away.
I sighed, "I need to get up and finish packing before someone else bust in here" I sat up and started putting my perfume and makeup collection inside of the box, neatly. Did I also mention I'm a fashonista? I LOVEEE fashion and makeup its like one of my other talents that I actually show.
"Shae!" I heard my mother yell. "Bring me some more of your things so we can load the truck!"
I carried my makeup box and a couple other boxes and headed downstairs to the front. I watched as about 5 guys were taking the furniture and boxes, loading it into the car. I shook my head, and carried the boxes to the truck where my mother was at.
"Mom...why are there so many people?" I asked.
"Well if you must know its only 2 females in this house and 1 male, you already know I wasn't moving shit and I wasn't gonna let you two do all this labor" She grabbed the boxes out of my hands and put it neatly in the truck, my whole family are NEAT freaks. If you're a messy character pleaseee don't do it around my family!
I went back into the house and back to my room to grab some more boxes and other clothing to be out away in the truck. I sat on my bed looking around my room. Almost empty...my bed and night stand is next..I looked at my night stand, staring at the picture of me and my bestfriend. I sighed grabbing the picture and walked back downstairs.
"Why are you looking so sad? Suck it up! You'll meet new friends, plus Danie was a whore anyway, she let me and couple of guys smash last year at that party" James said, eating a banana, and staring at me as I cascaded down the steps.
I rolled my eyes, "James hush! everyone is a whore to you." James is...sorry to say but a womanizer. He basically smashed half of Belmont's sophomores and junior. He shrugged and walked off while I walked outside taking a seat on one of the porch seats, watching the men continue to carry more and more furniture out of the house.
I'm kind of excited to be moving but I don't like the fact that I'm leaving my best friend and having to start a new life at a new school. Eastcote-Belford Academy....I wonder what you got planned for me.
"Come on Shae!" James yelled. I snapped my head in his direction to see him getting into the car. I looked around seeing that everything was already gone, wow..how long did I zone out?
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Danger Zone
FanfictionTrishae is a new student at Eastcote-Belmont Academy. Going to a new school is alittle awkward and different, so she tries to act herself and be casual. Eastcote is a gifted school for talented kids from dancing to photography, its supposed to be a...