"fuck, the alarm..." I was just having a great dream about my first day. I woke up Anita, my best friend: "good morning princess, it's our first day!!!" Surprisingly, she answered: "Let's get ready sis, I'm excited and full of energy!"
We are Italian and we were both 18. We went to LA because that year we had the exchange.
The night before we had already prepared backpacks and clothes for that day, but... "I'm gonna take a shower, while you tidy our room!" Anita said. "Okay, but do not waste time singing and dancing, we are on a clock..." I said. After she took a shower, she started dressing up and putting on some make-up. I took my shower and then got ready.
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MY OUTFIT
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ANITA'S OUTFIT
7.15am
"Are you driving or am I driving?" I said. "You're driving today. I drove yesterday to go to the mall. It's your turn!" "Okay. Meanwhile, look at the online Starbucks Menu, so that when we arrive we already know what to order." "OK".
7.30am
We arrived at Starbucks and we ordered a dragon drink and a salted caramel cream cold brew.
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We drank our drinks in the car.
8am
"Here we are! Look at how beautiful this place is." I said. "Look at these football players..." Anita said. "Yeah, they're pretty cute actually." "Cute?! They're fucking sexy, sis!" "OK, calm down"!
As the bell rang, we rushed to the lockers (an absolute novelty for both). I tried everything I could to open it, but nothing I could do... Suddenly, out of anger, I punched the locker. "Stupid locker, why don't you fucking open up? And yet in the movies it seems so easy!" My books fell to the ground. I stoop down to pick them up but I see other hands that help me pull them up. Big and smooth hands. And then I get up and I see this handsome guy, about six feet tall, with a nice soft tuft of hair and two amazing blue eyes.
