Broken Promises.

Chapter Six- A new perspective.

Chapter Six- A new perspective.

Bridgette's P.O.V

"Bridgette." My Mum shook me lightly, my eyes popped open and I jumped. "I didn't mean to scare you." I sighed and layed back in bed. "You gonna get up?" I groaned and flipped over. She shook me again, and I groaned louder. "Get up." I rolled my eyes and sat up in bed.

"I'm up, Mum." I said with a yawn.

"Stay up. I'll be downstairs." She said and walked out of my room. I groaned again and grabbed my phone. Louis texted me at 1 in the morning, probably just woken up. I wanted to call him badly, but he's probably still in school, I just send him a text.

To Louis xx Good Morninggggg<3 I miss your gorgeous face.

I typed it out while smiling, then pressed send. I sighed again, this day is going to be hell. I'm going to be the new girl that knows no one. I'll probably be late to each class, and have to learn new names, new courses, new numbers, and I'll have to face it all on my own, without my best friend there to hold my hand and tell me it's going to be okay. The only good thing that will become out of this, no uniform. I threw my legs over the side of my bed and sighed. I walked over to my closet, same routine every morning. I grabbed the outfit I had picked out last night and slid it under my arm. My make-up bag was already in my bathroom so I grabbed a hair tie,my phone, and made my way to the bathroom.  

I grabbed the towel that was hanging on the rack next to me and wrapped myself around it. My bathroom became the perfect temperature, and the towel around me was soft and fluffy. I much rather stay in here then go to school, but sadly I can't. I looked at my phone, and had a new message from Louis.

From Louis xx You mean afternoon.. You miss my gorgeous face? Wish I could say the same, but you know, I have mirrors for that. ;) I miss your gorgeous face more though.

I laughed and shook my head to his cockiness.

To Louis xx Whatever.. Morning for me, afternoon for you. The mirrors thing is totally cliche coming from you.. It's not possible that you miss me more though, it's just not.

I pressed send and looked in the bathroom mirror. When my last day of school came, I didn't care about anyone's thoughts about me or my last impression on people. Now that I'm starting a new school, I care. It should of been or be vise versa, but it's not. I plugged in my hair dryer, turned it on and began drying my hair. I decided just to wear it natural, since my natural hair is curly, it's a plus.  

"Bridgette. We're going to be late!" My Mum called from the stairs, I rolled my eyes.

"Coming!" I shouted. I grabbed my cell phone and threw it in my unorganized purse, turned my light switch off and closed my door. My book bag was already in the car, thanks to my impatient mother. I ran down the stairs, the front door was already wide open with my Mother occupying the door frame.

"About time. Let's split." She said, making me roll my eyes. I walked down the rocky path from the house and into the front seat of my Mum's red Audi. She climbed in afterwards and closed her door. I buckled my seat belt on and sighed. The car was started making a quiet purr and I closed my eyes and lent against the passenger door. Can't wait for this day to be over, I already hate it.  

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My Mum pulled into the rather large High School which already had about 160 other cars occupying its parking spaces. I didn't even want to think about all of the people I'll be facing, a socially awkward teenager with really not that many friends and an obese cat? I'll pass on that one, but not by my Mum's rules.