high-waisted jeans

chapter 1

BEA
I put on my high-waisted jeans on, trying to relax my excitement for the first day of school after summer break. I was definitely not a nerd but school had always made me happy because I was able to spend time with all my friends and today I was going to see them for the first time in months after staying abroad in Spain. I walked down the stairs of my house, unable to keep my nerves in, grabbed an apple and kissed my dad goodbye before rushing to my car, the usual hot air from my small town, Kimberside, hitting my face.

The drive to school wasn't longer than ten minutes, making it easy for me to arrive early. I parked the car at my usual spot and looked at myself through the rear mirror.

My green eyes and blonde hair shone due to the sunlight. Everyone could tell that I was a cheerleader without even having to look twice, I always wore the most expensive clothes on my closet, not because it was part of my stereotype but because I always wanted to look good for myself.

I got out of my car and walked towards the entrance of our school, meeting my best friend on the way and hugging her. Anna has been my best friend since we were little and even though we were in the cheerleaders squad with other girls, she was the only one I could trust completely.

"I've missed you so much!" I squealed and said genuinely.

She hugged me back immediately and squealed herself.

"I've missed you too sis! Oh my god! Your boobs have grown!" She screamed and everyone in the halls seemed to stop and give us disapproving looks.

I heard some people say 'what a slut' while others just shook their head while laughing. Anna rolled her eyes while I felt hurt by the comments, people often judged us at first sight but Anna and I were definitely not sluts, god, I haven't even had my first kiss yet! Luckily for my friend, she didn't care about what people said, she was the first one to ignore the comments. Whereas I, was innocent, and I could never stand up for myself even if I tried and often felt like I was actually doing something wrong for people to create rumours about me.

I looked up to see everyone talking about and staring at us, the stupid cheerleaders, and the scene they had just witnessed. My eyes roamed around until they stopped when they met the stunning form of Nathaniel Wellington. Looking handsome as always, but taller and more built than last year, if that was even possible. He was leaning against the lockers, watching every move I did but keeping his clear brown eyes locked on mine at the same time. His brown hair seemed to move with the wind in slow motion, making me stare at his good looks. Thankfully, my best friend brought me out of my daydream and prevented me looking like an idiot in front of my three year-long crush.

"You were staring" she adverted me while dragging me down the hall.

"No poo Sherlock" I said defensively.

"It's no shit Sherlock and calm your tits a bit, yeah?" She said teasingly about my tone and I winced a bit at her swear words.

"I-I'm sorry Ann, I just-" I couldn't end what I was going to say because she cut me off.

"Hey, it's okay Bea." She dismissed and put an arm around my 5'8 figure.

People often thought we were actually twins because of our looks and same height, and honesty we considered ourselves as if we really shared blood.

For the next period I couldn't stop thinking about what Nathaniel must have thought about the scene in the hallways, he must have been so embarrassed to have such stupid people at the same school as him. He was like the perfect student and everyone knew him for it, he was the school geek, and if it wasn't for his closed off attitude, he would've probably witnessed all of the school's girl's flirting by now. I groaned and put my head against the table, I couldn't wait for the lesson to finish.