chapter 1

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The sound of my alarm roared through my ears. I hit my phone alarm to turn it off.

'Already?' i groaned as i slid myself out of my bed.

I made my way to the bathroom to wash my face and i put on a little bit of makeup. I usually don't wear makeup, everyone tells me i don't need it but since it was the first day of school, i wanted to make an effort.

I put on my outfit.

I quickly curled my hair making it look messy and natural

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I quickly curled my hair making it look messy and natural. I grabbed my sports bag because i have volleyball practice after school. I also grabbed my backpack and walked downstairs.

'Morning mom,' I said as i put down my stuff and took out my hydroflask from out of the fridge.

'First day, how do you feel?' My mom said with the biggest smile on her face.

I wrinkled my nose, 'Its no biggie, it feels like every other year. Nothing different.'

She scoffed, 'Yeah, but you have sat's , college scouts, and prom.' She said longing the word prom.

'Don't even get me started, Mom.' i said propping my elbows on the counter.

'You are going to prom, right?' She said narrowing her eyes at me.

'Maybe, maybe not.' I teased.

'Who know who you should go with?' She said with a smirk.

Here we go again.

'Stephen Curry.' She said as i mocked her.

'Oh please mom, i wouldn't stoop so low for him.' I scoffed.

'Hailey Elizabeth James, stop with that attitude.' She said.

I rolled my eyes.

'Gotta go, I have to pick up Mia.' I said as i gathered my stuff.

'Make good choices! Love you amour!' She said as i opened the front doors.

'Love you too and i will try!' i said before i closed the front door.

I put my backpack and sports bag in the trunk. Them i heard the voice that irritated me more than my mom talking about him.

'Oh look who it is.' He said with an annoyed look.

I rolled my eyes as i pushed my trunk down to close.

'Oh look its the jackass of the year.' I fired back crossing my arms.

'Trust me, the feelings mutual sweetheart.' He cocked.

'Look, i plan to make this another great year considering college scouts are coming to see me and i really don't need anything negative out of you from keeping me distracted.' I fired.

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