The New Kid

Old Memories

The new kid -11
-old memories

Sophia's POV

I got home exactly at 4 in the afternoon,Thank God I made it in time before dad starts getting in one his moody states. Like I said,I hate moody people and when that happens I rather sit in silence or avoid their existence. No,is not what yall thinking,its not a phobia or sickness..it's just me. Well I have a phobia of cats,eew those are just simply gross.

I walked up the long and wide stairway and entered my room. Finally,I'm home. I lye on the bed for exactly 15 minutes and rested my eyes for a quick nap when my dad interrupted my 'short- nap'.

"Jesus Christ Soph,are you that lazy" My dad says as he peaks from the door and to my bedroom. He knows I hate it when boys enter my room. They'd always think is too girly or childish but I like it just the way it is. I took a deep breath and basically drag myself out of my beautiful double-sized bed filled with my pink duvet and blanket,don't forget my colorful pillows and stuffed animals.I love pink,don't ask further questions.

"The maid should clean your room and your walk in closet seriously,its filthy and this is low coming from a girl who loves pink" he states,clearly he doesn't know when I'm in a badmood so I just shut up and walked away from him before I shout at him,but that's just rude.

You'd probably think why I'm in a badmood when I should be the one who's happy about me winning the argument but deep down I feel bad for Alice,we weren't a close pair but she was my friend. Yes past tense. Besides I had a pop-up quiz from English this morning first period after the whole 'cat-fight' and I failed so badly,it scares me literally. The new kid keeps bothering me like he's annoying,no doubt about it but incredibly cute,he's avoiding me so that's what bothers me. He doesn't want to talk to me all he does is glance at me from a distance,even though we sat right next to each other,he didn't talk to me. After what he did,seriously. I hate him for that. Why should I care?right I shouldn't.

But you do Soph,stop denying it. Filthy little liar.

I took a cold shower because it was freaking hot outside. It's like 40 degrees outside and I should earn my shower in peace and queit.

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"You ready?" My dad asks from the living room. I took a last look from my length sized mirror,on my way out. I put a strapless white long jump-suit(pretty flowy at the bottom with a belt over my petite waist) with a beautiful diamond necklace that my grandmother gave to me last year,to top it of,I put my watch and bangles over my wrist carefully and put my earring so it'd be spiced up a bit. Lastly I put my silver high-heels and took my black clutch to put my phone in it. My hair is braided sideways to leave it in a fish-tail style.

"Yeah right here" I walked downstairs,noticing my dad wearing a dark blue bottom up shirt with jeans and his black vans. I didn't know he had those. He should of bought for me as well,so unfair.

"Is Nathan coming?" I ask glancing around looking for Nathan.

"No its school night and he's with uncle Brandon to sleep there for the night.so I'm just taking you sorry for the last minute notice" he smiles and walk out of the house,signaling the maid to close it and lock it behind us.

"Where are we going?" I ask entering my dad's gold mercedes.

"My friend's house,he's my best friend and he's new to this area,well not clearly new but he used to live here but then he moved to London and then he's back here for good" he states and starts the engine. Maybe I know the guy?

I nodded as a reply not wanting to ask any further.

I wanted to tell dad about what happened today but I don't think is a good idea.
He'll just say something horrendous and he'd piss me off. So I guess not.