Indefinite (Matthew Espinosa & Sam Pottorff)

Chapter 1 - The Return

My eyes shot open as I heard my phone viciously vibrating against my bedside table. I looked at my phone and it was my alarm reminding me to get up and get ready for my first day back at West Heights.

Three years ago, my Dad and I moved to Texas because of my his work. He's a doctor and there was no available work in Virginia. Because Dad was so good to the Hospital and gave them endless hours of work, they gave Dad a temporary job in a Houston hospital - I use the term temporary loosely. That was if he was willing to move there, which he was. After settling into a new school and new system, the hospital from Virginia then contacted Dad and said they had job opportunities available and he jumped at the offer. I remember him breaking the news to me. "Rosie, we have to move... I'm sorry, it's going to be hard for you to leave your friends, but I promise, it's not forever. Only for a short while". I considered a short while to be around 6 months... Not necessarily three years...

So here I am. Starting my first day back at my old school. Leaving was a hard task as I had to leave my best friends, Spencer and Reese. I met Spence when I was in Fourth grade, whereas, Reese came into the picture when we were in Sixth. I moved away in Eighth. We were pretty much inseparable until this offer arised. When I moved, I never lost contact with either of them. They both knew that I had recently moved back to Virginia, but I hadn't had the time to see them. I was too caught up in trying to get my part-time job back and helping Dad unpack. They were both expecting my arrival at school today, but I was shaking with nervousness. I wasn't so much the new girl; I had my friends waiting for me. But, what scared me more was joining a new friendship group. Spence and Reese had briefly spoken about their new found friends when they hit Ninth grade. A million thoughts raced through my head; "What if I don't like them?", "What if they don't like me, but pretend to like me for the sake of Spencer and Reese?", "What if they're just a bunch of snobby girls?". No. I had to give both of them the benefit of the doubt and trust that they chose a group of friends that are much like themselves. "What if they've changed, idiot?" My subconscious added. Ugh, Too much thinking...

Too many thoughts led to me procrastinating whether or not to actually get out of bed and go to school today. I decided to not let my overthinking ruin the day for me and soildier on. I walked out into the entry way to see if Dad's keys were there, but they were gone. The endless hours of work for him begin again. My stomach let out a loud grumble, signalling me it was time for breakfast. I walked into the kitchen, walking back and forwards from the cupboard to the fridge a couple of times before settling on just eating toast. Once I had finished, I moved into the bathroom - the room where all the magic happens. I brushed my teeth, and swirled mouthwash around my mouth for around 30 seconds. Once I was sure my breath was minty fresh, I opened up the top drawer, and saw all of my make-up. I pulled out the clear make-up bag and placed it on the counter. I tied my hair into a high ponytail and straigtened out the ends to save myself some time. I then opened my make-up bag and pulled out all the necessary tools to make me feel the slightest bit presentable. I pulled out my foundation, applying an even layer and checking it three times, then put some mineral powder on to avoid any shiny spots. I decided on making my eyes just a little fancy, by applying some natural eye shadow. After feeling pleased with what I had achieved, I put a thin line of liquid eyeliner on my top lip and finished with some mascara. My green eyes had never been a feature that I admired, but when I managed to perfect my make-up, I was surprised with the look of them. A pleasant surprised, that is. With my face looking decent, I walked into my room and opened my wardrobe looking for an outfit to wear on the first day back. I pulled out a striped shirt that went 3/4 down my arm and some denim high-waisted shorts. I then grabbed my white converse and a black satchel which I somehow fit all of my books into.

I checked myself over in the mirror many times before deciding that I looked good enough to leave the house. As I stepped out, the sun hit me, but wasnt hot enough to make me sweat or anything. There was a slight breeze which was keeping me cool and it benefited me on my walk to school. I put my headphones in my ears to give me some company on my walk to school, and it began playing "My Love" by Route 94. My knees became weak as I saw my school in the distance. As I edged closer to the school, my music cut out and was replaced with the specialised ringtone that I had set for Spencer. I quickly pulled my phone out of my pocket, ripped the headphones out and answered it. "Hey, are you here yet?" Spencer's voice welcomed me through the phone. "Yeah, I'm walking through the gates now, where should I meet you?" I answered back. "Head over to room 30, I'll see you then Rosie!" and with that, she hung up the phone. The school hadn't changed much. Just a new coat of paint was on the exterior walls. I had never entered the high school grounds, only walked past it everyday on my way home.