Safe

Chapter 4

( Pic of Jess on the side. ;) )

Jessica's POV

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My alarm makes me jump up immediately.

"Jess Honey!" I hear my moms voice.

" I'm up!" I say.

I run in the bathroom quickly with my toiletry bag and my clothes. It's now Monday, my first day. I step in the shower and grab my coconut shampoo and my conditioner out of my bag. I scrub my head nicely, because the last time I took a shower I was back at home, in Wesconsin. I take the time to enjoy the hot water against my skin. I shut the water off and step out. I dry my hair quickly, and straighten it all within 20 minutes.

When I look at the clock I see it's only 6:00, school starts at 7:20. For my outfit I picked out a skater skirt, a crop top, ( which shows my belly) and a white cardigan.

yes, I'm not your typical school girl. I'm in 12th grade, I'm 19, it's my senior year. I can't wait to move out, to New York City, of course. I've always wanted to go there. I apply a little bit of makeup, like eyeliner and some mascara.

When I walk down stairs my mom has a plate full of pancakes, toast, and eggs.

" Jessica Riley Conor, what are you wearing?" She looks straight at me.

" My clothes?" I say.

" No, your makeup." She says.

Oh. My mom has always had a strict rule about makeup.

" I'm 19 mom." I smile.

" I guess so. Hurry up and eat your breakfast." She says. I look at the clock to see it's 6:50.

Shit.

I quickly eat my food and rinse off the plate.

I grab my bag full of my supplies, and run out the door. My dad has let me use one of his cars today. I took my drivers test last year, and I did good, my mom never had the money to buy me a car though.

I drive to the school, and i see all these kids waiting outside of the building. I pull up, and get out of the car.

I'm allowed inside, only because I'm new.

As I walk by, I earn a few whistles by boys, but I ignore them. From what I have come to learn, the principles name is Mr.Wells, and he's very nice.

He sits me down in his office, as he sits behind his desk.

" Hello Mrs. Conor."

" Mornin' Mr. Wells."

" Please, call me Therdore." He says.

" Okay" I smile.

He prints out a piece of paper from his computer, and hands it to me.

I look at it, and it's a list of classes , teachers, and room numbers.

My first class is History, room 245, with mrs.sheil.

" It's 7:10, school starts in 10 minutes, If you would like, you can start to go find your classes, but when the bell rings you should be off." He looks at me.

" Wheres my locker?" I ask

" It's on the top if the paper" he points to my locker number.

My locker number is L140.

" Thanks" I say and stand up.

" Come to me if you have any problems." He says as I walk out the door. I walk down the hallway.

I walk to my locker, and get my books for my classes throughout the day. I walk to my first class, and I'm just in time, the bell rings.

I sit in the front of the class, to the far left.

Other people start walking in and sitting in their seats.

The bell rings again and the majority of the class is in their seats.

" Mr. Styles! Your late" Mrs. Sheil says.

He sits behind and mumbles different things.

I feel a finger tap my shoulder. I turn around to meet this boys big green eyes.

" Im harry." He smiles.

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I'm a b**** for that filler.

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