Clara's POV
I was rushing around my room, getting ready for the first day of school. She decided to dress not to preppy. I picked out a black, Green Day tee shirt, along with a leather jacket and black leggings. I pulled on my green and black socks, along with combat boots, swinging my bag over my shoulder. Pine Creek got more beautiful after everyday. I stopped into my Mom's bakery, picking up a water. "Morning, Mom." I said quickly, rummaging through my bag to find a dollar, my phone, and headphones. She took my dollar and rubbed my head. "Clara, try not to get bullied, okay?" She said, cracking a chuckle and moving the cake pops. "Mom..." I groaned, forcing my headphones into my ears. I waved goodbye, and fixed my hair. I tied it into a messy bun as Green Day blasted through my ears. I looked up to see Pine Creek High, my new school. I loosened my scarf as I pulled it off as I went in. People whispered as I passed, because of my looks? My hair? My bag? I just went to the office. "Clara Robinson?" I said, as the secretary gave me a few books, a list of my class, and my locker number and combo. I ran out,
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Title
Teen FictionMeet Clara Robinson: She's a small town girl who had moved recently to the town of Pine Creek. Of corse, she's nervous for her sophomore year of high school: the new people, activities, and BOYS. Can she break the shy girl habit before it's too late...
