Last (Harry Styles)

One

My alarm clock woke me up at a quarter to six. It was the first day of school. It's my sophomore year at West Valley Academy.

I stumbled out of bed, and I sleepily rubbed my eyes before heading to the shower. I was not looking forward to today. There's going to be lost freshmen everywhere, but I feel for them.

It is intimidating and confusing. It's tough, and honestly, I just wanted to die last year.

Unfortunately, WVA is a super huge school with six stories, two elevators and classes on the roof.

West Valley girls are sluts. They always have such negative attitudes and no self-respect. They're total bitches. West Valley boys are dicks. They're players and if they're talking to a pretty girl, they're looking to get into her pants. If they're talking to some ugly nobody, well they're only making fun of her..

Yep, that's West Valley.  It's a hell hole.

After my shower, I blow dried my hair and then surfed through my closet for something to wear. Mosr people pick their outfits out the night before, but personally, I couldn't give two shits about WVA.

I finally decided on my pink floral crop top, my high waisted shorts, and hightop converse. I curled my hair, and then brushed through them leaving me with loose beach curls.

I didn't want my makeup to be all out, so I did my usual: foundation, bronzer, mascara, eyeliner, and my peppermint Baby Lips.

Before leaving, I grabbed a snack bag of Cheez-Its and stuffed them into my tan, oversized satchel. I locked the front door and left for Miranda's house.

Miranda's my best friend. We met in the seventh grade. I defended her against Benson- Tyler Benson.

A/N: So I will update twice a day since my chapters are short lol hopefully. Okay this is officially my FIRST story since I didn't complete TBWCML. lol bye bæs. :)