N/A: I don't own these characters. PLEASE R&R. Check out my other works! ;)
Christine Montgomery-Fitz sat at the table across from her mom, and pushed the soggy cereal around in the milk that now tasted sweet. Not being a morning person, every couple of minutes Christy would groan, in hope that she would be noticed. Francis Scott was running down the stairs. He was excited for his first day of fifth grade. "COME ON MOM!" he yelled excitedly. Aria laughed, and got up.
"You make sure you get to school on time. Don't be late for your first day of high school," Aria said to daughter. Christy gulped down the last sip of her coffee, and her mothers, which she had left on the table. Rushing upstairs to her room, Christy wasn't really a people person. She was shy and undoubtedly a social outcast. Pulling out a black skirt and a plum shirt, she began to stare at her thick body, broad shoulders, and height. She was about 5 ft, 7 in, with beautiful hazel eyes and dark brown hair that curled naturally.
It wasn't that she was heavy, from the side, she was skinny as a stick, but if you looked from the front you would never guess that. She smiled at herself, and put those clothes back. She instead pulled out a large sweater she had taken from her dad, and some skinny jeans. She never left the house without a book, and today she was beginning To Kill a Mockingbird. Christy pulled her hair into a ponytail and grabbed her bag. Christy had to hurry to get there on time, though not excitedly like Francis Scott.
Emma Rivers smiled at herself as she did her makeup and hair. There was no way that she wouldn't succeed in school. Not academically, but in popularity. Emma couldn't wait to follow in her mom's footsteps as the most popular girl in Rosewood High School. Picking up her bag, she pulled out her phone. "Pretty in Pink" she posted on her account before checking what Louis Kahn was doing. That hunk of a boy was someone Emma had had her eye on for a long time. His dark hair was perfect and Emma had found herself crushing on him since the third grade.
"Mom?" Emma called down the stairs, "Drive me to school?"
"Come down here," Caleb called to his daughter. Emma hopped down the stairs, one pump in her hand, and one on her foot, showing off her perfect pedicure. Putting on the shoe, she asked, "What?"
"We have a surprise for you!" Hanna said. Emma looked at her weirdly, didn't she already have everything? Caleb put his hands over her eyes, and led her to the garage. He released his hands, and showed Emma her present. A brand new sleek black car.
"OH MY GOD!" she shrieked, running over to the car. She opened the door, and sat behind the wheel before suddenly realizing that she didn't have a license. Hanna addressed this. "I have to have Parker drive me?!" she asked. Parker was so...so...full of himself!
"Just until you get your license," Caleb said.
"Just until I get my license..." Emma muttered before returning to exploring very inch of the car.
Maya Fields-McCullers sat on her bed. She read through her essay one more time before deciding it was good. What had she done that summer? Not much. She dated Kole, who lived in Philly. They still met up on weekends, but other than that, there was nothing she had done. Sapped of inspiration for her summer project, Maya lay back, and let out a sigh. She had just moved back after 2 years in the UK. Paige was calling her from downstairs, saying that Susan Hastings was downstairs. Susan? Maya hadn't seen Susan in almost 8 years.
Maya thrust her notebook forcibly into her backpack and raced downstairs to see her old best friend. Standing before her wasn't the dirty blonde beauty she remembered who laughed at every joke. She was still very beautiful dirty blonde but she now had blue streaks and 5 tons of eyeliner on. Susan smiled with her ruby red lips before squealing and jumping into Maya's arms. Maya laughed. She had been thrown off by all the black, but underneath was that same spunky girl she had left behind!
"I haven't seen you in forever!" Maya said, looking once again at Susan's choice of dress. So much lace, and SO SO skin tight.
"I know right, you look awesome!" Susan said to Maya, pulling at her brown T-shirt that had a picture of an electric pencil sharpener, and a green flower. Susan flashed that smile that was unique to her and only her. Paige asked if she wanted anything, Coffee? Tea?
"I was just wondering if Maya wanted a ride?" she asked, with a twitch of her nose.
"Yea sure!" Maya said, twirling her bright red hair around her finger, even though it looked like a curly mane. She grabbed her backpack, and got into the car with Susan.
"Ann?" Maya asked Susan. Susan swung her head to look at her.
"Maya, you're the only one who still calls me that," she said, trying to focus on the road ahead of her.
"Sorry..." Maya groveled.
"I wasn't complaining...May."
Maya sat there next to Susan...for a moment, no one talked, before giving in. Their lips locked, and when they pulled away, Susan said, "I missed you, May."
"I missed you too Ann."
In front of the school, Christy looked up at the huge building, so imposing. There was no way that she was going to survive four whole years in this school! No way she could get through unnoticed, and untouched. Christy rolled her eyes, before walking up the stairs to the door. Out of the corner of her eye, Christy saw a flash of red. Maya? She thought, when she was her get out of Susan's car.
"Is that Maya?" Emma asked from behind her.
"Yeah..." Christy said, waving, "It is."
N/A: Will update soon, please R&R!