junior year

prolouge

just a warning, this is not a regular harry styles fanfic as he will not really be a main character.
he will, however have a role in this story.

thank u
merci

I woke up to the sound of absolute and utter silence. My vision was blurry, causing my eyes to feel irritated. I went to the bathroom to wash my face when I realized what today was:

    September third, my first day of junior year.

I squealed and made my way back to my room. I turned on Power by Kat Graham and started to make my bed. This meant I only had to survive one more year of school and get into my dream college, Julliard.

     I quickly picked out an outfit from the closet and headed downstairs where the living room was already illuminated by the rays of the shining sun and the television was turned on to the news. I spotted my father sitting down, drinking a cup of coffee, newspaper in hand.

"Good morning, Luna." he greets me, giving me a smile.

"Good morning, Daddy. Happy birthday." I laugh, giving him a warm hug.

My dad and I were really close, closer than my mom and I were. We shared a love of writing and our amazing ability to be double jointed in our fingers and be left handed. We'd both inherited good looks with the same seaglass colored eyes and thick brown hair. Although, his hair held more gray in it than mine.

"Big day huh?" he said. "What electives did you sign up for again?"

I take a bite out of a pear as I put on one of my black boots. "Spanish and theater. Though I was pretty sure I'd just get stuck with computers 101 or something."

I stand up, not wanting to be late for the bus and grab my bag.

"I'll pick you up for Charlie's, right?" my dad asked.

Charlie's was our tradition. Every year for the past eleven we'd go there to have lunch on the first day of school. We went there so often, we were practically friends with the staff.

"Of course." I say, giving my father a kiss on the cheek and heading out the door.

This was going to be an amazing year; I could just feel it.

If only I knew what was to come.

short chapter. hope u like it.

amara©