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                                        willow

 It was Monday morning and all I wanted to do was crawl back into bed.

I put on black biker shorts with a making black crop top. I brushed out my brown, wavy hair and put on light mascara to make my gray, greenish eyes pop.

I looked at my phone and saw that Isabel was waiting for me downstairs. Quickly putting on some white high top converses, I flew down the stairs and out the door.

"Finally," she rolled her eyes.

I unlocked the car doors, "Excuse me, I'm the one driving you."

"That's because I don't want my mom driving me," Isabel said as I backed out of the garage.

Isabel mom was...a character. She was funny but I agree with her, I wouldn't want to drive all the way to school with her.

"Touché," I said turning a knob so that my music could play louder.

I parked into my usual spot. Today my goal was to see if people actually noticed us or if the three assholes were just making up some kind of lie. I didn't tell Isabel because she would probably laugh in my face.

We did our normal routine. Her locker, my locker, and walked to our first class-english.

Nothing out of the blue, yeah a couple of stares but everybody stares.

English went by in a breeze and so did history, drama, and calculus.

I waited for Isabel at our normal spot, but then I heard little whispers and giggles coming from my right.

I glancing up from my phone, it was two girls

that looked like they were seniors. I haven't ever really seen them before.

"You ask her," one of them whispered.

"No you, I'm scared," the other one responded.

"Ugh," I heard a groan.

A couple seconds later, a girl about my height and the same chocolate colored hair stood in front of me.

"Hey?" I asked her.

"I'm having a Halloween party on Saturday night, so do you want to come?" she nervously asked me.  

"I think what my friend is trying to say here is, we are throwing a party on Saturday night," the other girl said. 

I nodded my head slowly as they walked away bickering with each other. 

"Did I really just witness  that?"  Isabel asked me. 

I shook my head looking away from the girls, "I guess so. Are we actually popular?"

"Maybe," she said shrugging her shoulders. 

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"Oh my god, not again," I groaned. 

"Hey hotties," Dylan obnoxiously said sitting down next to me. 

I  sipped my Sprite, only for it to be taken away from me. I glared at Dylan who was quenching his thirst with my drink. 

"Don't get so salty babe, I'm not going to drink it all," he said placing it back on the table. 

"There is no way I'm touching that again, I can practically see all the herpes on that straw," I said pushing it back towards him.