Chanel POV
Hey I'm chanel you know like the fashion logo. Well yea whatever I'm from New York. Not just any part of New York the best part , MANHATTAN I love it here well I really just love the different fashion here it's just sooooo . . . PERFECT. Unfortanantly I had to move out of this wonderful city to the west coast . . . Yea the west coast out of all places he chooses the west. Anyway Im here in San Diego currently and it's okay not like New York tho !
I start school today ehhhhh not really excited about but . . . It's whatever. My dad is taking me because my mom hasn't gotton back home from work. The normal. She is never around and when she is all my parents do is argue but HEY WE ARE FIFTHY RICH ! I get all of the latest clothes and live in the biggest house who can complain? Certainly not me!
I have a deep deep deep passion for fashion like DEEP and I design whenever I can it helps me stay at peace. I'm a straight A student who normally hates all my class but my fashion design class. I went to this fashion high school in New York it was just so perfect my plan was to graduate and then apply to FIT for design and after that my life would just fall into place from there.
I got in the car with my dad and he drove me to school
"are you excited today is a new day" he said.
"No I just want to go back to New York dad" I said rudely.
"I'm sorry but your mom and i have better opportunities here." He replied.
"I just don't see how mom has better opportunities here when all she does is leave us two alone!" I yelled. He hits the brakes hard and turns to me "now listen don't you talk about your mom like that she works beyond hard just for you!" He yelled at me.
When I arrived at school I noticed that no one was outside. I look at the time and noticed I was over an hour late. "Perfect" I whispered to myself. I walked around the school for 15 mins until I finally found the office.
"GoodMorning hi may I help you" the secretary said.
"Hi I'm chanel iman I'm the new student from Manhattan, I'm here to pick up my schedule." I said politely.
"Okay please sit down over there and give me 5 minutes and I will bring it over to you." She said to me. I went and sat for 5 mins and finally she gave me a schedule and I began walking to my first class.
When I walked in the class everyone stopped what they were doing and stared.
"Hello you are?" The teacher said to me rudely. I immediately got nervous and began to stare.
"Are you gonna talk girl or na?" The teacher said rudely again.
"I'm chanel Iman I'm from New York and I'm a new student" I answered "okay well take a seat." As I walked passed the desk I heard people whispered :
"Why does she walk like that?"
"this girl must think she all that."
"I already can see I'm not gonna like her."
I mean this is pretty normal as a child I was taught proper manners and proper posture because I started modeling at a young age. So whenever I go anywhere I look and act my best people just hate because I don't slug around or whatever.
I went and sat down and heard more whispering then finally a girl came up to me and said "hi I'm Samantha"
"Hello I'm chanel"
"Wassup?" She had a long Malaysia weave and had on HBA shirt with black high wasted pants and black converses. She had some type of fashion but not a lot better than most in here.
"I'm fine chilling I like your shirt ." I said
"Thanks I love your outfit." She replied
I had on a white high wasted jeans with a white crop top and pink floral cardigan
"Can I see your schedule?" She asked
"Sure."
"We have the next classes together girl." She said excitedly.
Something was little off with this girl. I can't quiet put my finger on it but I'm sure I'll find out later.
It was gym class and everyone had the option to play either volleyball or basketball. But most of the student didn't bother and just sat on the bleachers. I love basketball. Ball is my life but no one else wanted to play with me so I just went over and sat down on the bleachers with Samantha.
"Hey everyone this is chanel she's from New York!"
Samantha introduced.
"Hey!" Everyone said.
I sat down and got to meet everyone I met Michael , Justin, Brittany, Jocelyn , and Shakira.
The last bell finally wrong and dad didn't come pick me up so I took a cab home only to find my parents arguing in the living room I just ran upstairs and cried and drew more designs
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Time For A Change
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