Freshman Year I Saw Your Face

Chapter 1 {Waking Up}

I woke up at 6 AM this morning with severe anxiety and excitement as I remembered what day it was. My first day of high school. I pulled out my clothes (which I had already pulled out the night before) and got dressed. I decided to take my dogs for a walk to get everything out of my system.

When I got back I had some breakfast, brushed my teeth, washed my face, brushed my hair, etc.. I decided to put on some makeup so I just put on some mascara, eyeliner, brow gel, and lip balm. I wore a three-quarter, creme-colored peplum top with a pair of jet black skinny jeans. I paired it with my all-black vans I got just for school. I ended up lightly curling my all the way to the bottom of my spine brown hair. I also took a couple pieces of hair from the front and pinned them back. I had to admit, I looked good. Really good, for once in my life. Finally, my three brothers woke up. "Well there goes the peace and quiet," I said to myself.

After getting my brothers ready, my mom woke up. She took one look at me and started getting teary-eyed. This is the whole reason why she got me a new phone. She said it was because I'm going to be going to school with "older men" now and I'm such a beautiful young lady.

When we were all ready to go, she pulled out her phone and started taking too many pictures to count. And I know she'll post every one of them on Facebook. My mother is addicted to Facebook. She pretty much posts hourly.

Since my school doesn't start until 8:20 AM, I got to stay home for a couple minutes while my mom takes the boys to school.

I checked my phone and saw that Tyler, one of my best friends from San Jose, texted me. It said, "Good Morning! Good luck on your first day :)". I quickly texted back, "Morning! Thanks ;)". I went into the bathroom and was about to mouthwash and heard through the door, "hurry up! I need to use the bathroom." My stepdad. I mouthwashed really quick and walked out. "I think you're wearing too much makeup. You're eyeliners too thick and it isn't straight. You're lucky I don't have you wipe that off," he said. "I barely put any eyeliner on. At least it's not like the other girls at school. You can barely see mine," I responded. And you really couldn't see mine that much. I walked out the door.

My mom got back and I got into the car and drove off. My mom kept looking over at me am saying things like "you look so beautiful" and "you're so grown up now" with a big nervous smile on her face. I noticed her eyes were glistening with tears. "Don't cry, it's just freshman year," I said to try to make her calm down. "No it's not just freshman year! You're growing up and I don't want anyone to take advantage of you and force you to do something. Why do you think I bought you that new phone?" "I know. I love you, bye!" "I love you too, sweetie. Have fun!, she said as she started crying.