Chapter one
I grabbed my Versace Purse, in Black, and Headed downstairs. My Chanel Shoes Squeaked as I turned towards the front door.
"Mom, I'm leaving For School!" I Shouted. I Opened the Down and Stepped out of the house. I Looked back and closed the door. The sun was shining bright and the dew on the grass was just a little frosted. I walked towards the mail box and wait. Finally, my ride was here. I Walked inside the yellow bus and sat down next to my best friend, Yzabelle.
"Tara, don't tell you brought your Versace leather purse?" Asked Yzabelle smiling like she knew the answer. She looked at me with her hazel eyes of excitement.
"Well Duh!" I said with a slight tone. I rolled my eyes. I Held my purse closer to me.
"So, Do you have a date to the dance?" Yzabelle asked. Her head tilted like she was confused. I looked at her again.
"Nope, I'm Flying solo" I said Loud and proud. I sat straighter and smiled. I was very confident that I didn't have a date. Plus, not every girl needs a date to the dance.
"Wow, You Are Right. We don't need dates to the dance. We have each other" Said Yzabelle in the same I had. Everyone Sprung out of our seats and shuffled off the bus. My Feet hit the concrete and moved faster. Yzabelle ran up and caught up to me.
"Thank gosh we have a field trip today" said Yzabelle in relieve. Yzabelle and I walked to our field trip bus and sat down. I grabbed my phone and tuned out.