Summary:
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! The sound of my alarm clock is torturing. Why did someone even invent them? I hit the snooze button on my alarm clock on decide that I have to get up. Today is the first day of my junior year of high school, and we just moved here to Chicago from Orlando, Florida. Yeah, I know moving away from Florida really sucks, but my dad had to move for work. I also have to go to the same school as my older brother, which ya know, sucks. But he has to drive me to school in his old pickup truck, so that's pretty good, I guess.
I get out of bed and get dressed in the outfit I picked out to wear. A plain white skirt, that flows down to just above the knees, a plain hot pink v-neck, with a fashionable light brown belt. Now it's time for the hard part of my outfit, picking out my shoes and accessories. I decide to go with a giant necklace with an owl on it. Right as I look in the mirror, I notice that my braids are still in from last night. I quickly take out each braid and make sure my hair isn't too frizzy. I look in the mirror, and see perfect waves in my hair.
"Beatrice! You're going to be late for school, and Caleb's out in the car waiting for you," my mom yells up the stairs. I don't know why she can't just walk up to my room to tell me. As she says that, I quickly slip on my black converse shoes and head downstairs.
"Good morning mom," I reply cheerfully.
"You look great today! I put your breakfast in a bag for you to eat on the way to school because it's a 20-minute drive. Have a good first day of school, and Caleb's waiting out in the car already," my mom replies.
I walk out to Caleb's pickup truck, and get in the passenger door. When I open the door, I am greeted by Nicki Minaj music blaring in the truck. Caleb backs out of the driveway, and I turn the volume down all the way.
"Come on! Really? Why'd you kill Nicki? I love her," Caleb complains.
"Can't we have a peaceful ride to school?" I ask, but Caleb doesn't answer me.
20 minutes later we're at school, and I'm super nervous. Caleb parks the truck and we walk to the main office to grab our schedules.
1st hour: Geometry – Mrs. Jackson
2nd hour: Chemistry – Mr. Kelly
3rd hour: Music- Miss. Asher
4th hour: English – Mrs. Lawrence
Lunch
5th hour: History - Mr. Johnson
6th hour: Spanish – Mrs. McAdams
7th hour: Gym – Mr. James
I turn and walk out of the office, only to run into someone's chest. It must be a guy because I can tell that he's built. I look up and see the dreamiest dark blue eyes staring back at me.
