"Paris, i can't find my-"
"Hair brush?" Paris held the hair brush in her hand as she combed out her hair.
"Yeah. by the way, how do i look?" i asked turning around to give her a 360.
"Fucking amazing," she smiled, throwing the hair brush at me.
i was wearing this ↓
and Paris was wearing this ↓
after me and Paris were ready for school, we drove there. we drove in my white jaguar that my parents affordably bought for me on my 16th birthday. i was now 17.
7:45 am
the drive there was about 10 minutes.
we walked in at 7:55.
as soon as we walked in, i felt the feeling of eyes. it was weird. really weird. i usually had nobody's eyes on me. i was a nobody in school. and i'm not saying that'll change, but it's been different so far, and i've barely even stepped foot into the school.
first things first, finding my locker. it's senior year, but our lockers stayed the same as last year, so it shouldn't be hard to find that at all.
"Oh my god i can't believe we're back at this hell hole," Paris cringed as she looked around at everything.
"I know," i responded.
i walked to my locker with Paris following next to me, cause her locker was right next to mine, that's mainly where we met, a few years back.
i threw a few things in the top of the locker, while keeping it organized at the same time.
i then suddenly felt the presence of someone behind me, so i turned around to see who it was.
bright blonde hair brightened my vision as i turned around.
Brandi.
the schools most popular bitch. i furrowed my eyebrows at her once i saw her crossing her arms. Paris noticed she was behind us and turned around as well.
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