*Beep Beep Beep*
"First day of a new school teralyn!" My father yelled from the other side of my door. "I know dad, I'm up!!" I groaned pulling myself out of my comfortable bed.
I walked into my closet scanning what to wear today, I decided on my pink dress with lace sleeves. The dress went mid thigh. I grabbed all my necessary undergarments, and walked Into my bathroom, I turned on the shower and undressed.
*Skips shower*
I wrapped my fluffy purple towel around my body and another one around my hair. I plugged in my curling iron and walked into my room and dried off putting my clothes on. I walked back into my bathroom and started blow drying my hair to start curling my hair.
Once I was done getting ready, I walked into my closet looking at all of my dress shoes that I have, I decided on some black flats with a pink bow on the toes.
I walked downstairs to smelling the sent in of my favorite breakfast. I smiled walking into the kitchen seeing my dad finishing it up, pancakes, sausage, and toast.
I put my plate into the sink after I was done stuffing my face with food. "Bye daddy! Don't want to be late on my first day of school!" I yelled grabbing my car keys. I hopped in my black range rover, and plugged my iPhone into the auxiliary cord and turned on my favorite playlist, and pulled out of my driveway.
*at school*
I sat in my car looking at the school building, my anxiety kicked in as I stared at the massive two story building, students everywhere, I unplugged my phone and stepped out of my car. I took a deep breath and grabbed my book bag out of the back of my car.
I stepped Into the office. I asked the Secretary what I was suppose to do. "Uhm excuse me ma'am, how do I get my classes and my locker number?" I questioned looking at the middle aged woman with the pixie cut. "What is your name?" She asked smiling again me. "Teralyn stevens" I in a bairly audible tone. "What was th-" I cut her off before she could finish her question, "Teralyn Stevens" I said looking at her. "Oh geez you must be the New student!" She said looking at me with her hands in the air. "My name is Mrs.Harper and I will lead you to the guidance counselor, he will tell you your classes and locker. Follow me" she said walking out of the office quickly, I walked trying to catch up to her, I was speed walking trying my best to catch up to her, once I caught up to her, I tried keeping up. Mrs.Harper suddenly stopped looking at this short, very skinny guy posting papers on a billboard about extra curricular activities, I was observing a lot of the papers, they were all these papers about college reps coming in for all juniors and seniors, I smiled, I loved listening to people talk about college.
"This is Teralyn stevens, the New student we have been expecting. Take good care of her, I have to run" she smiled waving turning around on her food and walking quickly back to the main office.
"Hello miss.Stevens, my name is Mr.caylen. I am the guidance counselor, I will be showing you your locker and giving you a paper with all of your classes that you have picked about three weeks ago." He smiled walking to this small room, I followed him into the office sitting on a red chair. "Your locker is B38 in the south end of the school. And your first hour class is Trigonometry" he smiled handing me a piece of paper, I will show you the hallway where your locker takes place.
We were walking down the hallway, I noticed the hallways were empty, everyone must be in class. "Here we are miss.Stevens locker B38." Mr.caylen smiled. "Please, call me Teralyn." I smiled. "And thank you." I smiled opening my locker and hanging up my book bag. "Well Teralyn, I hope you enjoy your first day at Prinston High School, we are very lucky to have you." Mr.caylen smiled. I looked at him and shook my head.
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my history teachers son.
RomansaTeralyn Stevens is a typical girl who lives in the town of Wilson, Michigan. she decided to move schools, growing tired of the constant drama at her last school, only to run into more drama. she thinks she meets a normal student, who could be her b...