Chapter 3: "New Girl"

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(Grace's outfit above, btw I don't own this photo, I got it off the internet :) )

Grace's POV:

My alarm clock rang, signalling to me that it was time to get my lazy ass out of bed and to stop snoozing the alarm. I checked the time and saw that it was 6:30 AM, damn had I really snoozed it for a whole half an hour?? Welp I better get up, before I'm late.

I quickly got up and rushed to the bathroom connected to my room before my bed decided to suduce me into sleeping some more. It had been about 3 days since I came to America, and I still wasn't used to having my own bathroom, because back in the UK I was used to having to share one with the rest of my family. Don't even get me started on the fights that took place for the bathroom in the mornings.

Once in the bathroom, I quickly brushed my teeth and washed my face, I had taken a shower the night before and had braided my hair, I took out the dutch braid that I had done and let my hair fall down waves, it was still slightly damp due to how thick my hair is but it will work. I then walked out of my bathroom and went towards my wardrobe to pick out an outfit for the day. It was the first day of school, so I had to make a decent impression and let everyone know that I wasn't homeless but I also didn't want to be over dressed. After a good 15 minutes of trying to decide what to wear, I just went for some black ripped skinny jeans, vans and just a normal t-shirt.

This was another thing that I was going to have to get used to, not having a uniform to wear. Apparently according to Mrs. Willow I was going to be a sophomore in Highschool, which can also be classed as 10th grade. Which I find weird cause in the UK I would be year 11, my final year of highschool, but hey ho, who cares.

After packing my bag with everything that I thought I might need on my first day, I grabbed my phone off my bed side table and headed downstairs, as I walked into the kitchen to be greeted by the amazing smell of pancakes, now usually I wouldn't eat in the mornings but like who can reject pancakes?! As I entered the kitchen I saw a Mrs.Willow grinning at me with a plateful of pancakes with syrup and whipped cream and some strawberries on them, it looked mouthwatering. "Hungry?" I quickly nodded and took the plate from her, grinning back at her as she went to the fridge and poured me a class of apple juice, I mumbled out a thank you as I was already stuffing my face with the delicious pancakes that she had cooked. She smiled at me as she sat opposite me on the other side of the kitchen table, "So", she began, "I will be taking you to school and picking you up if that's alright with you, I mean you can get the school bus if you like but I just thought that maybe-" I cut off her rambling by saying "Yeah that's fine, thank you for the food!" And with that I put my empty plate in the sink and headed to the front door with Mrs.Willow hot on my trail.

The drive to the school was quite short and soon I was saying bye to Mrs.Willow and walking up the steps into my new school. Whilst walking to the office I got quite a few stares and whispers, probably along the lines of "whose she?", I kept my head held high though and just kept on trying to find this god damn office! After walking down corridor after corridor, I finally decided to man up and ask this cute girl with short brown hair and rounded glasses. I tapped her shoulder, "Hey my name's Grace, I'm new here, do you think that you could point me in the direction of the office?" The girl looked quite startled by my outburst but a smile soon quickly spread across her face as she mumbled a quiet "follow me" and started leading me down the corridor that I had just came from.

Once we arrived at the office and I was handed my schedule and locker number, the quiet girl was kind enough to show me my locker and even walk me to my first class, which she also said was her first class of the day too, turns out that it was History, which I don't actually mind, in my old school History was one of my favourite subjects. As we walked in a few minutes late, due to me, the whole class turned to look at us and I saw from the corner of my eye that the quiet girl-who I still didn't know the name of-face go red as she hugged her books tighter to her chest. I subconsciously stood more infront her, hoping to get her out of the limelight, that's when the teacher coughed grabbing my attention. I turned to look at him, he looked to be in his mid forties but his receding hairline and worn out face made him look older, his white shirt was already creased and his belt looked like as if it was having a hard time keeping together, same with his trouser button. "Miss Hardgreeves", he droned out in a disappointed voice, "would you like to tell me why your late and who your little friend is?" This caused a few chuckles to sound across the class and quiet girl whose surname I'm guessing is "Hardgreeves" face got impossible more red, she looked like a tomato now and her gaze was casted to the floor, she looked like as if she was going to cry. Anger flared through my body, how dare he embarrass her like this. "Ah excuse me sir, but I'm the new student here Grace Bennett, and lovely miss Hardgreeves here was showing me around that's why were late. My apologies." I gave him the best smile that I could muster, though it probably looked incredible forced as I quickly put my arm around miss "Hardgreeves" and lead her to an empty desk. "Well miss Bennett I do not appreciate tardiness in my class room, I'm sure Miss Hardgreeves will explain the rest of the rules to you throughout the day. Now let's not have a repeat of this again okay?" I gave him a mock salute as he rolled his eyes and got back to teaching.

"Thank you" I heard a quite voice say next to me, I turned to look at quiet girl, damn I really ought to stop calling her that, I should probably ask her name. "It's okay, nothing really, but I would really like to know your name, I can't keep calling you "Miss Hardgreeves" or quiet girl in my head" I let out a quiet chuckle so that Mr. Dickhead teacher wouldn't shout at us again, "Oh my god",she squealed semi quietly, "I've been showing you around all this time and completely forgot to introduce myself" she slapped her hand on her forehead, her cheeks still a rosy red colour. I just laughed and told her that it was alright, she told me that her name was Annie, it suited her.

Annie showed me around the rest of the day and it turns out that I have most my classes with her. By lunchtime we were the best of friends, it felt like as if I had known her my whole life, nevermind just a couple of hours. She sat next to me at lunch and introduced me to her friends, they all seemed really nice and I noticed that one of the boys called Jake I think, was quite smitten with Annie, but I'm not too sure if she could tell or not. Her quiet girl persona had completely vanished now, I know couldn't get her to shut up, not that I minded though, she was interesting to talk too and new the ins and out of the place like the back of her hand. She may come across as a nerd but boy did she know some gossip.

As school came to a close and we were walking to our last lesson when I suddenly bumped into something, I looked down and noticed that it was a girl, a hot one at that. I quickly shook myself out of my daze and stepped to the side, "Sorry about that I didn't see you there" I said and then a pair of gorgeous aqua blue eyes stared into my boring green ones, her light blonde hair cascading down her back, the slow blush that crept along her lightly freckled cheeks and her pink heart shaped lips pulling up into a small smile, "No it's okay" she said, her voice sounding like music to my ears, "I should of been watching where I was going" she laughed lightly and it was like as if someome had struck my heart with a sledge hammer. She was perfect, I realised that I had probably being starring for a while as she coughed awkward, I laughed slightly grabbing the back of my neck to try and ease the tension and awkwardness of me just blatantly checking this girl out, I gave her a sheepish smile as I looked back into those gorgeous eyes of hers again, that I could easily get lost in as she made her way down the corridor, she kept looking back at me even now and then but soon she was out of my sight. I sighed, damn she had a nice ass.

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Until next time, byeeee

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