Quick Authors Note
Hey everyone so this is like going to be rough on the edges with the writing but please bare with me I promise my intentions with this book are amazing and I want tons of people to read it but I needs as many views as possible! please enjoy reading though and remember its raw on some parts!
"Lana! Lana! Wake up its time for school" my mom screamed from downstairs. I groaned in agony the first day of my senior year since my married to her job mom decided to take a new position offering in Syracuse, New York, making me leave all my friends, my job and even my to good to be true boyfriend Tommy.
"Lana! Will you hurry it up now! I want to be on time for work" I rolled my eyes quickly scurring around the room and threw on a thrift store cardigan I managed to pick up back in Canada, Keith Haring crop top who happens to be my favorite artist, and some leggings. My hair was do able so I quickly fingered combed through it. I zipped down the stairs, happy to find pancakes on the table.
" Yummy pancakes, exactly what I needed mom" quickly shoving down the hot warm dough down my mouth with no hesitation.
" Lana! Those were for Alex!" my mom smacked my shoulder and I rolled my eyes. I hear footsteps coming down the stairs.
" Heather it's OK Hun, I know how much Lana likes to eat I'll eat at work" I rolled my eyes, my step dad always tried to be perfect especially in front of my mother and she falls for his silly ego every time.
" Lana, hun whats the scar on your arm from?" my mom ask. I quickly cover it up, " It's nothing mom, I scratched myself trying to do a painting... um my easel kind of got wobbly so yea"
She nodded I could tell she didn't believe me but the real reason can't be told. " I'm just going to go catch the bus, OK mom? Love you"
" Lana wait! I can take you it's no biggie?" she smiled. I smiled back and gave her a kiss on the cheek, I then rolled my eyes at Alex who seamed to only smirk at me which sent chills through my body.
I walked down to the stop sign, quickly waiting for the trans-bus before anyone tried to mug me, that's what Tommy always told me that everyone in New York at least has been mugged once. I never really believed him but still.
" Hi!" some red head girl with to much red lipstick stood beside me. I smiled softly
" Hello" I went into my pocket reaching for my phone and saw a text from Tommy, I smiled like crazy.
Hey my love, I miss so much already, senior year is down falling can't wait to see you at homecoming and prom etc. Hope your first day is going well :) xxx Tommy
" Is that your boyfriend" the girl questioned? I gave her a what the hell look, but she only smiled even brighter and I nodded yes.
" I'm Holland Doer by the way, I'm class president at Oakley High" she reached out her hand which I didn't decline to shake but her touch was very soft yet firm.
" I'm Lana Hedgers, I'm new here from Yukon, Canada" she gave me a weird look. " Aren't you a senior?" she asked. I nodded and she gave me a worried look. " Well you are strong, I would die if I had to move my senior year" she pulled me into a hug, I was quite confused by her actions but I'm sure she wants to get to know everyone since she is the president.
The bus pulls up and we both head on, there is only a few people on the bus, one guy with jet black hair with a quiff who is listening to music, a hobo, 3 old ladies and a couple of preppy blonde girls who Holland seams to join so I follow.
" Everyone this is Lana" she giggles and everyone else giggles in sync. I smile and wave to everyone. One blonde girl eyes me a different way, cautious yet she looks like she is judging me in her head.
She sticks out her hand "I'm Kelsey, head captain of the cheer-leading and P.R.E.P club" I hesitated to shake it but I don't want them to think I'm rude.
I whisper into Holland's ear " do you guys always ride the bus" she laughs at me, " We only ride the bus once a week, you know help the environment somehow, some stuff like that" she continues to converse about her summer at some mission trip to South Africa. We finally arrive near campus across the street but still giving me a view of everything, the highschool seams to look like a small college. It's basically a circus as soon as I step off the bus, nothing like Yukoa we only had 90 seniors, well make that 89. No one left my old school it just wasn't normal for anyone to leave because we are all just one big family.
I look in amazement, friends joining friends, football players greeting other team mates, the Eco friendly type people parking their bikes, while some dark, emo scene looking boys exchange what I believe is to be drugs.
The air seamed heavier, more pollution seeping into my lungs aswell as New York accents deep as the ocean.
I finally snap out of my trance when I get bumped into by the dark haired boy who rode my bus. His stuff falls from his hands
" Oh God I'm so sorry" he says, his dark brown eyes are radiating in the sun.
" No, no here it's my fault" I notice a small white notebook with the name Zayn on every single one of the pages filled with comic sketches and I smile. I quickly hand it to him.
" You know, Zayn you are quite the artist" I smile and his cheeks grow a rosy color. He leave as soon as I hand it back to him, weird yet mysterious.
" A little tip new girl, stay away from Zayn" Holland said leaning into me as her eyes had a slight gleam in them.
" Why is it so bad to talk to him?" I shoot back. They all give me a devilish look as if they are about to prance on me.
" Just know he is a physcotic lunatic, who doesnt know how to move on from someone, don't say I didn't warn you" Holland smiles.
I roll my eyes and turn my back to find Zayn who is still lost into his music, heading over to the entrance. " Cmon, Lana were going to be late" Holland remarks. I quickly shoot her a look of disgust but she doesnt seam to see it but I still continue to trail right behind her.
When we head into the school, many glares and whispering occurs when I walk in, probably because I'm new here and my cardigan probably looks so tacky, while everyone else has designer jeans on. I cover myself behind Holland following her to her locker.
" Um Holland? I didn't buy a locker so I'll just head to Chemistry" Holland stuffs her locker with her belongings. " Oh wait you cant walk alone in this school, the jocks here are absolutely boy crazy horny, here Kelsey can take you!" Holland waves over to Kelsey to come over.
" Kels, take her to Chemistry will you? I'm not into all the smart shit" she laughs. Kelsey nods and I begin following her. The trip is silent until I decide to break it.
"So what is it like here" I ask. She turns around and stops me hoping she won't become bipolar like those girls in all the chick flicks movies and tell me how much she hates me.
" It's pretty fun actually, there is parties and lots hot guys here by the way which shouldn't be a problem for you because you're not ugly in fact you're gorgeous" she squeals. I start blushing and thank her for the nice comment, it was odd I thought she didn't like me but then again people can always fake things.
" What about you? How was your school" she asks.
" It was really small, probably the size of the middle school not to far from here, and basically everyone knew everyone there was no new kids ever, the town was always quiet the same guy Tommy of course my boyfriend always threw parties so I liked it alot I'm not a big fan of attention" I say she nods in agreement I assume. What seams to feel like a maze of hallways and steps we both come to a sudden stop when a group of guys walk down the hall.
" Uhm Kelsey?" she looks at me and smiles and runs up to the boy in the middle with brown hair and who can say dozens of tattoos.
" Harry! " she squeals as he picks her up.
