Chapter 3

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Chapter 3

"I wish that I could be like the cool kids,
'Cause all the cool kids, they seem to fit in.
I wish that I could be like the cool kids" - Cool Kids - Echosmith

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Noooo not yet. It seriously can't be time to get up.

My eyelids flutter open and I let them adjust to the bright sunlight that's peeping from my windows.

I stretch and take my time getting out of bed. I look at my alarm clock that sits on my bedside table. It reads 6:00 a.m.

It should be a sin to have to get up this early.

I finally get up out of bed knowing it takes me forever to get ready in the mornings. Since it's my first day at my new school, I would like to be cute today.

I open up my closet to try and find an outfit that would be appropriate for the first day of school. One of the benefits of this school is that they don't have a strict dress code. Meaning no specific uniforms or having to wear jeans in the god awful Florida heat.

I settle on a pair of light blue jean shorts that end about the middle of my thigh. Not too short but not too long. I put a brown belt through the loop holes to give it a sophisticated look. I pair the shorts with a tan flowy tank top with a plaid shirt that I will leave un button. To top it all off I put a necklace on and my favorite pair of gold sandals.

I then take my flat iron and go over it to smooth out the bed head. Once I'm done, I brush my teeth.

I smile at my reflection, pleased with my appearance.

I head downstairs for some breakfast, hoping it will ease my first day nerves.

My mom is already down there ready to head to work.

"I'm going to take you and Bailee today since its your first day, but the other days Logan will take you." she says not even bothering looking up from her work.

"Okay, thanks." I sigh with relief.

90% of my nerves are because of having to ride to school with him. I'm glad I don't have to ride with him on the first day.

I grab an apple, not really having an appetite. I guess my nerves are getting the best of me. I know I shouldn't be though. I don't expect nothing less than me just being by myself all day.

I guess already knowing someone that goes there and that person happens to be an arrogant, egotistical jackass.

Bailee strolls in the kitchen talking nonstop about how excited she is for today.

My mom finally looks up from her work, "Are you girls ready? I don't want to be late to the office on my first day either."

"I am!" My sister exclaims.

"Yeah I guess I am." I say grabbing my stuff.

My mom gets up and grabs her things and we head out to the car. I climb in the passenger seat and my sister climbs in the back.

It takes about 10 minutes to get to Southport High School which will be where I will spend my senior year of high school.

"Well sweetie, I hope you have a fantastic day. Don't forget to make some friends. I think it will be good for you. If you need help with anything, I'm sure Logan will gladly help you." My mom says trying to give me some last few words of encouragement.

Hint the word 'trying'.

I sigh, "I doubt it. Love you." I get my things and step out of the car.

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