Chapter 1
I woke up, body shaking, my hair was a mess.
Then I remembered where I was; my bedroom, it was still dark out, but I knew it was morning. I remember going talking to Anna about waking up early. I almost jumped out of bed, "ANNA! ANNA! ANNA!" I shouted at the bed across from mine, "ANNA! WAKE UP!"
I threw the covers off of her. "What?" she grumbled. "We have SCHOOL!" I shouted, "Come on! We're going to be LATE!" Her eyes popped open. "We are! Crap!"She jumped out of bed and dug through her drawers.
We rushed downstairs, passing our Nanny, "Good morning girls." she called after us. We waved back and rushed to the kitchen.
I grabbed a slice a cheese cake and almost literally jumped out the door.
"Crap." I was still in my pajamas. Anna ran past me, "Fine."
I grumbled to myself. I didn't want to get noticed on the first day of school, but I waved my hand a brand new outfit appeared, it was cute, but normal. I had on a pair of 1in. Heel ankle boots, netting tights, a knee length skirt, an off the shoulder shirt with a tank top underneath, and a snowflake charm necklace. I looked great, but my hair was a mess. I made a brush and put my hair in a high bun decorated with snow gems on the bus ride.
I sighed, sitting next to a bouncing Anna, I was NOT looking forward to high school.
Everyone got off the bus and people started noticing me, they asked about my hair, and where I got my shoes and outfit, (Anna saved me, she sneaked some makeup and fixed me on the bus ride).
This year was not going as planned, I wanted to blend in, and be normal, but I forgot gloves and there were so many boys asking for me and Anna's phone numbers. There was one boy Anna was really drawn to though, he was a tall blond with brown eyes. They exchanged numbers and Anna ran up to me, giggling. "That's Kristoff, he's SO cute, and I think he likes me." she giggled all the way to class and I plopped down next to a snoozing student and rolled my eyes, my first class was homeroom.
I sat there and took serious notes on the class rules and listened intently on what we should do if we forgot our homework for homeroom. I eventually got bored and doodled all over the first page of my spare note book.
The bell rang and everyone rushed out of the room, I stayed behind, I wanted to ask the teacher a few things. I was about to get up when I noticed that the snoozer boy was glancing up at me from his notebook. Then he got up and left. The second bell rang and I rushed to my next class.
