December 12 2010
I lay awake in my bed at 3:00 am. I sit here thinking about my new school. The winds are howling and the moon is blinding. DING! sounded my phone. I checked my messages. My face was in shock when I noticed a message by a new person. The message read.
I know who you are...
I thought to myself. What could they be talking about? Maybe my scholarship in art, Could be about not being rich like the rest of my school. I don't even know. I heard a wolf howling at the moon it startled me. My new room is frightening the creepy shadows and weird noises. I finally fell asleep after a long night.
I woke up at 6:00 am. My head was pounding my heart was beating fast. I got up from my bed and sat at my vanity. I stared at my face in the fogged up mirror. I wipe the mirror and brushed my hair into a messy bun. I put on my lip gloss and walked over to my closet, I pulled out a short plaid skirt and a black sweater. I packed up my pale purple book bag. I ran downstairs and grabbed a gluten-free granola bar. I walked out the door to notice the bus just left my stop. "Shoot, I missed the bus on my first day". I sighed. I tried to run to catch up but I couldn't catch the bus.
I finally got to school at 8:45 am. I was glad I wasn't late. I found my locker it was a small purple locker marked 4030. I realized that the was the last four digits of the guy who texted me last night. I sighed probably just a awkward thing. I opened the locker and shoved my books in. I rushed off to history class. I was almost late.
YOU ARE READING
I Cant Change
Teen FictionThis is a story about a girl who tries to change. She joins the popular group of people and it all goes downhill.
