Lizzie is moving to a different school over summer. Lizzie is moving from Boston to Florida. It has always just been Lizzie, her sister and her mom. She moves around a lot so its best for her not to make very close friends. Going into her new high s...
(Lizzie's outfit for the first day of school below)
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It was the day before school. Not a lot has happened in the last 2 months. I have just been trying to get used to living in a different state. Adjusting wasn't hard, it was just the leaving part that was hard for me.
I already had my first day of school outfit picked out. It was a tan colored cardigan covering a black t-shirt. I was going to wear high wasted blue jeans with rips in the knees and I was wearing some black boots that buckled.
I was 15 going into my sophomore year of high school. I was nervous. I normally don't care what I wear to school but I wanted to make a good first impression. I didn't want any enemies my first day.
It was already 8:47 pm and my sister was going to her first year of kindergarten so I went to put her to sleep. I got a quick shower, washed my face, etc. When I got out I wanted to go to sleep cause I was tired.
I walked downstairs to tell my mom goodnight. I found her passed out on the couch. I honestly felt bad for her. She has been working so hard for us this summer and I love her for it.
"Goodnight mom, I love you", I whispered while covering her with a throw blanket.
I headed upstairs to go to bed and soon fell asleep.
-6:00 am-
*Beep Beep Beep Beep Bee-*
I heard my alarm going off and grunted. "Ughh". I turned off the obnoxious sound quickly and got up after sleeping for 10 more minutes. I went into my bathroom. I looked like a mess. I started washing my face and brushing my teeth.
I got done getting cleaned up so I started on my hair. I decided to just straighten it.
I finished my hair and put my clothes on. I looked into my mirror stressing if I looked good.
I went to turn off my straightener and accidentally hit the end of the hot part. "Fuck"! I blurted.
That burned leaving a big red spot on my hand. It doesn't matter but damn that hurt like a bitch.
-7:38-
Shit I was going to be late. My mom was outside waiting on me. She already took my sister and dropped her off. I was proud of her for not crying cause she was a little scared to start school.
"You look beautiful Lizzie", Mom said.
I replied, "Thanks mom".
"So are you ready for today", she asked me.
"As ready as I'll ever be", I answered.
We only lived like 5 minutes from the school driving so we got there pretty quick. She found a place to park to let me out.
