I groggily opened my eyes to the ringing in my ears. I thought I was going mad, I'm not used to an alarm. I groaned and slowly flipped my legs out of bed and walked to my mirror. I looked a mess, my hair was horrible and my face needed some real attention.
I jumped in the shower and flicked it on. Water rushed out the shower head, cold water. I shrieked and jumped back, turning the setting to hot. I walked back under and smiled. The hot water ran down my back, over my shoulder blades; unwinding my muscles and waking me up.
I opened my closet and scanned through the items of clothing. What do they were at this school? What's the fashion? I was nervous and I couldn't think of what to wear. I took a deep breath and decided to just go in comfy clothes. I grabbed my flannel, an All Time Low top and some black skinny jeans.
I pulled on my clothes and walked to my mirror. I tugged the stool from underneath the dressing table and sat down. I looked through my makeup collection and decided on my usual makeup. I pulled out my favourite foundation, concealer, eyeliner, mascara and my eyebrow pencil. I put on my makeup and did a flick on the end of my eyeliner.
I straightened my hair, pulled on my converse and grabbed my black backpack. I walked out the house, grabbing a banana to eat on the way.
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I arrived outside the school gates and looked around. All the girls had way more makeup than me on, their skirts were hitched up as high as possible and their tops revealed so much cleavage. I gulped and looked down at my outfit. The boys were all in packs, laughing and wolf whistling at the girls. I was scared and embarrassed all ready.
I walked into the school and kept my head down. The school here was so different to the UK, they had lockers in every hallway and apparently I was in eleventh grade.
I walked into my form room and watched as girls bent over tables talking to their friends giving the boys a shot of her bum. There was girls and boys grabbing each other and it was chaos. I just waited outside for the teacher.
The teacher came and brought me in with her.
"Seats everyone! Khloe! Get in your seat!" The teacher shouted.
They all groaned and slumped to their seats whilst I awkwardly stood next to the teacher, fiddling with the ends of my flannel, giving myself sweater paws.
"This, is Indiana Emerson." The teacher announced, waving her hand in my direction.
"It's Indie." I said shyly lifting up my sweater paw.
"Okay then, Indie please find a seat to sit in and that will be your seat." The teacher said.
I searched the room until I found the only empty seat next to a boy with dark hair and bright eyes. I walked over and pulled the seat far away from him and sat down.
"So, Indiana, do you know anything about this school?" He whispered to me, making sure the teacher couldn't hear.
"It's Indie." I hissed.
"Fine, Indie. Now answer my question." He spoke.
"Nope." I muttered.
"So, I'm having a party tonight, and there's a back room in my house that I can save for some alone time with you." He whispered, raising his eyebrows with a smirk on his face.
"I'm not going to be someone who decides to show their cleavage and bum off at school and have sex with people that I don't even know their names. That's not me." I grumbled.
"Fine, fine. Whatever. Its Dan." He grunted kicking his bag.
I smirked and looked at the teacher.
"Will you come to the party though?" He glanced at me.
"Yeah, I guess."
AN: OKAY SO THE STORY IS BUILDING UP NOW :D
