I roll over on my bed, the sheets have been kicked off and it's hot, I can tell today is not going to go well. My alarm clock will not shut up which means I have to drag my butt out of bed to shut the alarm up myself.
Urgh school today. I believe school is just another form of torture.
I get up out of bed, turn off my alarm and slowly make my way downstairs.
I get halfway downstairs and the aroma of bacon and eggs wafts past me. My stomach grumbles hungrily, I run down the rest of the stairs, almost falling over multiple times, rushing to get to the food.
I race into the kitchen almost knocking over our maid Helen who is holding a plate of delicious bacon and eggs.
"Morning sweet heart." Helen says cheerfully.
"Morning," I reply eagerly awaiting bacon, "is breakfast ready yet Helen?"
"Yes of course it is, your plate is on the bench waiting for you."
I run over to Helen and give her a massive hug.
" Oh and before I forget your lunch is in the fridge. Good luck today!"
"Oh I think I'll need more than luck!"
Today is the day. The day which all high school students dread. The day when exams start.
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I pull my car into the parking lot and just sit there for a minute, reviewing notes in my head, thinking about what exams I have today and mostly freaking out about this week.
I step out of the car to feel the cool breeze washing over my face.
That's when I see him. At the end of last week we were told about a new boy coming to our school but with the stress of exams I'd completely forgotten.
He is the boy which every girl dreams about. He is about 6 feet tall, he has brown hair, blue eyes, tanned and muscular.
I walk up the hallway to my class staring at the new boy not paying attention to where I was walking when I crashed into Tom Hather, my best guy friend.
"Hey Vi, who were you gawking at this time?" Tom asked.
"I wasn't gawking at anyone thank you very much."
"Oh yeah sure. It was the new boy wasn't it?"
"Maybe." I mumble quietly, hoping he didn't hear.
"Haha Vi I know you too well."
"Oh shut up Tom." I say slightly blushing. I've always had a little crush on him since I moved back to Melbourne a couple of years ago. I know I don't have a chance with him but still I can dream, can't I?
"Anyway petal, time to get to class and ready for our English exam." His words open a flood of emotions in me. Tom has always given me cute little nicknames and some days it makes me feel special when realistically it probably means nothing to him.
"Ahhh I'm so nervous, what happens if I fail?" That's when my nerves kick in and I start ranting uncontrollably.
"Violet, calm down! You'll be amazing I know it."
We chat, well I was doing most of the talking, until we reach the classroom.
I walk in the door and see him sitting next to my seat in my homeroom class. That's right the hot new boy is going to sit next to me. I do my mental happy dance and work my way to my seat. I get so distracted by him that I bump into Chloe's desk and knock her pencil case off of her desk making a really loud noise.
I feel the violent red blush creeping up my neck. I pick up the pencil case and it's contents and apologise to Chloe who is luckily my best friend.
"Haha Violet it's okay, let me guess you got distracted by the new boy?" Chole asks me cheekily.
"Pft no, why does everyone asume that?"
"Because, Vi, it's you."
"Be quiet Chloe. Alright I'm going to attempt to walk to my desk and not look like a major clutz." I say laughing.
"Haha just fight all of your natural instincts and you'll be fine!"
I walk safely to my desk and sit down, getting my stuff ready for homeroom and my study period.
Suddenly I feel a tap on my shoulder, I gasp when I realise who it is.
"Sorry for frightening you, I was just going to introduce myself, I'm Logan Tate."
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*Author's Note*
Hello I just wanted to say I hope you enjoy reading my first chapter and I look forward to hear your comments!
My next update will hopefully be soon, no specific pattern yet.
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