Ashlyn's P.O.V
There were still boxes on my bedroom floor from moving here a few weeks ago. I sat on my black covered bed, in my favorite Pikachu onesie, I've always loved Pokemon, I have my oldest brother to thank for that one.
My bare feet lightly touched the hard wood floor, I shivered, but continued to stand up completely. I moved so that I was in front of my vanity, not all of my makeup was out yet, I only had my Naked 3 pallet and my foundation on the vanity along with my large array of hair brushes.
I grabbed my favorite black and white patterned brush and started to pull though the knots in my light blue hair. When I say my hair is light blue I mean it's pretty much white with a small blue tint.
I had gotten up earlier than I normally would have this morning, since it was my first day of school in this new city. I was so used to small town living back up north, I don't know how I'm going to deal with such a large amount of kids going to this school in New York city. It's not like I had a choice of moving, my dad got a job promotion that wanted him here so we were forced to move, I probably could have stayed with my mom but when I had asked her she said this would be a great experience for me. I really didn't want to, it's just another chance for me to become less popular.
I was trying to decide what clothes to wear when someone knocked on my door, it was my dad.
"Come in," I said quietly, I didn't want to wake anybody else up in the other apartments.
My dad stepped in, he was in his house coat and his gray hair was messy,"Good morning princess, ready for your first day at a new school?"
I sighed as I held up two shirts to my black jeans to see which one looked better,"no, I don't want to go."
"Well, why?"
"I don't know anyone."
"That's not a good reason."
"School sucks?"
My dad gave a hearty laugh,"I know it sucks, but in two years you'll be done with high school and you don't have to deal with it anymore."
"But then I have college, which is still school."
"But you don't know anyone there either."
"I know I just don't like school," at my last school I was bullied a lot for liking other music besides pop and wearing different types of clothes, now what bothered me was that there was a guy who dressed like I do, wears black skinny jeans and band shirts all the time, and he was cool so why was I bullied for that?
"Why don't you like school?"
I sighed and looked at my feet,"people are assholes."
My dad laughed even harder than before, he did this weird clap thing while he was laughing,"everyone's an asshole, all they care about is themselves."
"I know."
"Well, I'm going to go make coffee while you get dressed, want some?"
"Uh, sure Dad, two cream two sugar." I called as he walked out of my room.
I pulled on my black skinny jeans and slipped my favorite Nirvana shirt on, along with my black and white crazy patterned vans. My hair was straight, I had a minimal amount of make up on. I grabbed my black and white striped vans backpack with all of my new binders in it and I headed down to the kitchen where my dad was dressed in work clothes, he was holding my sticker covered tervis.
"Thanks Dad!" I yelled to him, I grabbed my cup and headed to my small black car that was out in the parking lot next to my dads. My car had some band stickers on the back, my dad didn't like it but I had bought this car myself so he didn't get a say. I swung open the door, placed my cup in the holder as I started the car, it didn't start until I had tried at least 10 times, I pulled out of the parking lot.
I had my phone on with the GPS app so that I could get to the school, it took me taking three wrong turns and asking two people for directions, to get to the school, hopefully I will have a smoother start tomorrow.
I quickly parked my car and headed to the office to get my class information. I had my backpack slung over my shoulder and my coffee in my hand as I walked in, I almost tripped when I saw an incredibly hot guy sitting in the principles office, the same place I was walking to.
I stood outside of the door waiting to be called in, they ushered me inside while the hot red haired boy sat there looking me over, he may have been checking me out, I was unsure.
I took it upon myself to introduce myself,"Hi, I'm Ashlyn"
He blushed a little bit before responding,"I'm Michael."
