Today was going to be the best day ever, I could just feel it, day 3 Friday will be amazing!
The whole morning nobody was mean to me, not even that one girl, who I vowed never to say her name again, it was weird yet nice.
Around seventh period this football jock came up and asked me to a party, a party?! I felt like everything was finally turning around and that everybody would soon like me. The guy, I think his name was Josh, said to be at his house at 8 and he gave me his address and all that stuff.
Instead of going home after school I went straight to the mall and picked out some short, black, tight fitting shorts, and this pink and white crop top and finished off the look with some all black vans to go along with it. By the time I got home it was about 5:30 so I decided to watch tv for about an hour and then I would get ready after.
<<<An Hour Later>>>
It was now 6:32 and I wanted to get ready early just in case I couldn't find my way to Josh's house. I started off by putting on my newly bought outfit, then I curled my hair, and then last but not least I did a dramatic makeup look that really enhanced my eyes with a touch of color on my lips. I was all ready to go.
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Angel Wings
Teen FictionMy name is Caroline and I moved here about three months ago. I thought that being the new kid could be positive, new school, new you, new life, but I was wrong, it sucked. Everyday I come home crying only to be greeted by my drunk widowed mother.