Eleven

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Too young - Sabrina Carpenter:)
"And it's gonna hurt sometimes, no matter what you do
But nothing can change my mind"

SABRINA'S POV

"shut the fuck up already" I whined rolling over to grab my phone and stop the blaring alarm.

It was never that loud, I probably messed with my volume buttons the night before. Loud ass alarms put me in a really bad mood, and this is a Monday.

Mondays plus a bad mood, definitely gonna have a bad day.

I plugged my phone and dragged my feet to the bathroom, grabbed my toothbrush and put some paste on it.

After brushing my teeth for what seemed like eternity, I stared at my hair in the mirror and rolled my eyes at how horrible it appeared.

"I neeeeeed to get to a salon, ugh" I groaned putting my hands through it roughly. I mentally patted myself for waking up an hour earlier today, now I'd have time to straighten my hair.

I washed my face and was nothing short of grateful for how good my skin always looked. I knew it would be a mess if I didn't have naturally good skin, because I somehow always rush my showers and hardly paid attention to my skin.

After a quick shower, I sat in front of my dressing mirror and with my straightener plugged in I was ready to do my hair.

No debate, I usually did a horrible job with straightening my hair and I would definitely have worse hair if my best friends didn't work at a salon and drag my ass there from time to time. Today, however I was proud of what I'd done with my hair, not having  a bad day after all.

As the saying goes " nothing's impossible on a good hair day!". If Alex and Prue say so, I'm totally convinced. I smile at my reflection after putting on a light pink eye-shadow and some lip gloss and take my clothes off the bed to dress up.

I put on a white sweatshirt that visibly swallows my entire form. I love the feel of being unnoticed, I had little curves and I still felt somewhat uncomfortable showing them off often. I put on a jean and a pair of sneakers and took my coat and bag pack.

Unplugging my phone, I check the time. 6:45, I had a shift to get to pretty soon. I rush out the door and down the stairs as fast as possible to catch the next bus.

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It was no secret that I was not looking forward to meeting Alex and Prue in the hallway today.

It was our routine to convene at our lockers which we managed to have beside each other's in the hallway before going for our first classes. Prue usually took different classes because she was more art inclined.

I loved the routine, but today being the Monday after my first tutoring session with Miller I was dreading this meeting. I had avoided all their questions on the group chat, and thanks to my morning shift I didn't have to ride with Alex this morning.

But coming face to face with the school building, I sighed and let my shoulders slump, expecting and preparing for the dreadful morning I was about to encounter.

I would just ignore them, but fuck those two are impossible, so that is definitely NOT an option. I'll just make it as simple and uninteresting as possible.

I don't know why they'd want me to be with Miller, we're polar opposites and nobody gets on my nerves like he does. He's totally off my list of "boys I may date when pigs fly", I do not see myself dating any one in the next ten years. Until the people I love are settled and have other people taking care of them, I will not be letting some one else in.

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