Hey Guys, so I was going to revise my story but I realised it was too much work to copy and paste everything. So, I am rewriting it because the other one sucked :). I am still using the same idea but I am also adding new ones in and yes they end the same. Same plot, same characters with just a few tweaks. Any road, I hope you like this new story!

-Lorbern

(Evangeline's POV)

September 4th, 1958

Ugh... It was here. The first day of school. My alarm clock went off with a loud ring. Well, here goes nothing I thought to myself. I knew I was in for a miserable day, I knew it would be bad mostly because I was nervous. And- I hated getting up in the morning. I slowly slid out of my bed. I tore off my oversized pajama shirt in one swift motion and headed for my freshly pressed uniform. It was there, waiting for me on my large cedar chest. I then went to my vanity and put on a bit of makeup, pulled my hair up into a bun and then admired my Elvis picture in the corner of my mirror. He was my all time idol and I'm not sure if I would be alive without him. God was he was good looking! I was soon torn out of my trance and back into reality at the sound of my mother's shrill voice.

"Evangeline! Breakfast!"

"So, are you excited for your first day back?" She asked in her posh accent.

"Erm, not really. I like being at home."

"Oh,is that so? Good thing I'm done with school!" She joked handing me a plate of eggs and toast. I ate it up quick and grabbed my new satchel full of fresh school supplies. I pulled on my black, double-button coat and slipped on some mittens. Mum was standing there, looking at me with her big bug-like eyes.

What?" I asked.

"You're just growing up is all!" She smiled.. "Have a nice day love, okay?"

"Sure mum, okay." I weakly smiled back at her, truth be told I wasn't going to have a nice day. First days are the worst but maybe I'll make some new friends and maybe even some boyfriends! I giggled and then headed out the door into the mild fall weather.

On the way to school I picked up me best mate Adeline. She is absolutely gorgeous, I bet all the boys will be after her! We rode our bikes and chatted a bit. I told her about how I wasn't very excited for school this year, she said she wasn't either but mostly because of what was going on in her house. It felt nice to know I wasn't alone. After all Adeline was pretty much the only person who likes me. I think my dad used to like me but then he left, I know my mum likes me but that's different, she has to like me. None of the teachers really like me as I was a smart mouth and that one was okay because I don't really like them either.

"Ta, that made me feel better. I guess I'm not alone then, eh?" I finally said after our long moment of silence.

"Ah, yer welcome! I'm sure there are many people dreading this just as much as we are!" She spoke cheerfully. "Any road, don't be sad... maybe there will be some cute blokes, eh?"

"Um, maybe?" I asked trying to be polite. Yeah- there totally was... and lot's of them. "Too bad you'll get them all!" I joked.

"Oh pish posh! I'm sure you'll get one too, but he won't be as good looking as mine." Addie giggled.

"Sure, okay." I laughed. "Look out! Here comes Addeline and Evangeline! The prettiest girls in Liverpool!"

"Oh, shut yer gob! Anyways, Tiffany Burlock is the prettiest girl in Liverpool. All the boys like her! I mean have you seen her clothes? Ugh- I really wish I-"

"Addie! Shut up!" I hollered, startling her and nearly sending her off her bike.

"Sorry." She looked at me sheepishly.

"C'mon! 'urry up!" I said passing her and heading into the school gates.

In class...

"Good morning everyone! I am Mrs. Sharal and I will be your homeroom teacher for the year!" Mrs. Sharal was very pretty with big brown eyes and curly, black hair. Her glasses were winged out and her printing was neat, I could tell she was very smart.

"Hello Mrs. Sharal!" Chorused the class. Especially loudly a boy, a good looking boy. With dark brown hair styled up like Elvis and large hazel eyes. He had a feminine face which gave him a very innocent look, I'm almost a hundred percent sure he wasn't very innocent.

"Alright, alright Mr. Erm... whatever. No need to get too excited!" She laughed.

"McCartney." He answered. "Paul McCartney."

I kept staring at this Paul guy throughout the entire day; we had the whole day in homeroom. I felt a small taping on my shoulder which caused me to yelp in surprise. The entire class looked at me, including Paul. I blushed a deep shade of crimson before ducking my head down to meet witt Addeline's.

"Checking out Paul, are we?" She whispered

"Oh shut it Miss Calry!" I harshly whispered back but I couldn't help but fight back a large grin.

"Is there something you would like the class to know Miss Westing?" Asked Mrs. Sharal

Once again I could feel Paul's eyes on me.

"No, that is why we are whispering." I cheekily replied.

"Well could you please talk to Miss Calry after school, yeah?" She looked hurt at what I had said.

"Yes, sorry Mrs. Sharal." I apologized, she smiled at me and nodded. What? She was nice, I don't want to hurt her feelings or anything. And- no. I have not gone soft.

"Alright class, it's time for lunch." Mrs. Sharal said after we had finished getting our locks and lockers.

Me and Addie hurried down to the lunch room, knowing that you had to be quick to get a spot. I opened up my tin lunch box to reveal its contents. A jam butty, some grapes and a granola bar- yuck. I slowly lifted the jam butty to my mouth and took a bite. I casually examined my surroundings; not much had changed since last year. My gaze wandered all around until they came in contact with another pair of eyes; Paul's eyes. We looked at each other for half a second before tearing apart, both of us blushing and flustered.

Alright! That was better than before don't you think? Longer, more descriptive and I decided that Evangeline's mum would become alcoholic later on. I am also going to slow things down a bit with the whole Paul and Evangeline romance thing. And also- I hope you enjoyed! :)

-Lorbern