Carter Grace

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                                                   ❝Don't be afraid to do your own thing.❞

                                                               •Carter Grace's POV•

        Today was my first day back at school. All of the faces I saw last year were here again this year (this wasn't necessarily a good thing.)  I had on some pink Bailey Bow Uggs, a pair of black skinny jeans, and an oversized sweater that would be able to keep me warm. I was really sleepy because my sleep schedule was a bit off. I saw my best friend Brianna Blue walking towards me with her perfect messy bun and her brand new emoji joggers. 

"Carter Grace, you look like a hot mess," she said laughing,"I'm coming over your house later today. Okay?"

        Brianna put her arm around my neck and we walked into the school along with everyone else that looked a hot mess. 

        I was totally unprepared for school today. I don't know how I would be able to survive today. I looked over at Brianna and she looked like a normal human being. I had on a little bit of mascara that was smudged from yesterday. I washed my face, yet there was still mascara on my eyelashes because of it being waterproof. I swiftly wiped my waterline to get any mascara off that I missed. 

"Carter, we should throw a party this weekend," Brianna gushed loudly,"ya know, like we should have a totally hot back to school party that everyone will be talking about. We could have it at my place since I live in a way bigger house than you and plus my parents are going to be away for the weekend."

        I didn't really think I lived up to the whole "in-crowd." If people heard I was hosting the party they probably wouldn't even think about attending. On the other hand, Brianna is really in with the "cool" crowd, therefore she gets invited to all of the really awesome highschool parties that I could only dream of. 

        Brianna and I headed to the office to get our schedules for this first semester. I saw some of my old friends from last year heading down to the 12th grade hallway. I pulled open the door to the office where I saw some relatively old faces, but I also saw some new faces. 

        There was one administrator that was sitting back in her rolling chair with her feet propped on the desk. 

"Hello, I'm Carter Grace Louison and this is Brianna Blue. We're here to pick up our schedules for this semester," I said cheerfully.

"There you go, sweetheart," Mrs. Bricker said moving her feet off of the desk, picking up the green sheets of freshly printed paper and sliding it to me. 

        I took my sheet of paper and I gave the other one to Brianna. I glanced from my schedule to her schedule. We only had one class together, gym. This was not cool. To add to that my locker was all the way at the other end of the hall. Locker 284. Her locker was 125. This was not happening. I was not being seperated from my bestfriend. 

"It's totally cool. At least we have lunch together," she said looking over at my sheet of paper. 

        I sighed because I knew we wouldn't work. We haven't talked since last year and now we're just getting back into the groove of things. 

        I went down to the 12th grade hall and I walked past all of the lockers looking at the top to see what the number was. 175, 180, 190, 195, 200, 225, 280, 284. I looked at my sheet and I saw my combination written in neat sharpie at the very top.