Learning to Cope

I woke up to this horrendous noise, that made me roll face first on the ground out of my bed.

A.K.A. an alarm clock.

I groaned, forcing myself to stand up. I wasn't used to getting up this early, 6 in the morning. I was used to waking up whenever I felt like it. I was homeschooled for most of my life, living with my parents and sister as my only "friends." Today was the start of my new beginnings at public school. Not gonna lie, I was nervous, having no friends AND no experience. What would people think of me? I'm guessing I'll be labeled as a full on nerd, given the fact that I have over-sized glasses placed right smack center on my face, and that I'm obsessed with math and science.

I got up to my mirror, barely combed my wavy hair into a half up-half down style, and thew on some black leggings with an overly-big white t-shirt. Oh, and of course my 'monocles' were thrown on in the process.

After my gourmet breakfast, courtesy of my father, I was taking my first steps towards my new life. Or public school.

"Have a great first day, sweetie!" my mom shouted after me.

"Don't count on it, mom." I retorted.

I walk out to where my older sister, Diana, was parked to drive me to school. Diana wasn't the best influence, I have to say. She dyed her hair bright blue, and her body was covered in tattoos and piercings. My parents weren't very fond with her, you can probably tell. Her and I were total opposites.

"Get in the car, nerd." my sister said with a smirk on her face.

"Shut up."

I slammed the car door shut, and sighed, annoyed. Why did my parents make me to to West Torrance High anyway? Ugh, "economical issues." That's totally believable. I'm pretty sure they're just tired of teaching me what I supposedly need to know for life.

"Excited for your literally very first day of school? 10th grade, Katie, 10th grade." asked my sister, even though she probably already knew the answer.

"I couldn't be more excited!" I answered with sarcasm in my voice.

"Oh come on, you can actually make some friends for once."

"Like I want to." I replied pissed.

We finally reached West Torrance High, 35 minutes early. I was scheduled for a tour with one of the students there. I slumped out of the car lazily, with my backpack hanging over my shoulder. God, this is the last place I want to be. A place where kids judge you, and adults rule you.

"Have fun, geek!" Diana yelled for the whole world to hear. I rolled my eyes, and made my way to the front office.

"Katie Seymour?" Principal Green asked.

"Yeah... Nice to meet you."

"As to you. You're a legend to this school. It's a pleasure." Said Mr. Green, shaking my hand rapidly.

"Uh... Excuse me? A legend?" I asked, confused.

"Oh, right... never mind that. Let's get you to your tour."

"Yeah... okay."

The principal lead me to my "tour guide," who was casually sitting on a bench outside. And frick, was he HOT. He had the full package; whispy dirty blonde hair, sun-kissed skin, and some ripped muscles.

"Katie, this is Mason. He'll be your tour guide for today."

Mason stood up instantly, walking towards me. "I knew you would come back for me. I love you, and only you, Katie..." he said, his hands in mine while swaying my arms.

I pushed him off of me, "But I don't even know you..."

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Or does she? ;) Find out in the next chapter. Well, if I decide to write the next chapter. This is my FIRST story on Wattpad, so please don't judge.

By the way: Katie is supposed to look like Ariana Grande, and Mason is supposed to look like Jai Brooks without all those piercings and tattoos (sorry).

I hope you like "Learning to Cope" so far... and comment if you want me to continue it or drop it!

xoxo,

Nancy