Today was the first day of senior year and I was totally psyched. I mean, its really hard not to be when your whole life exists at school. This is where I could be with all my friends without the hassles of everyday life, and flirt with all the boys without the worries of them taking things "too far."
In my opinion, school was the best place to be, with the exception of having to do stupid school shit, but I could get around that most of the time.
I guess you could say I am one of those girls who gets everything they want, but that doesn't mean I'm spoiled. I still do have obstacles in my life.
My parents still do suck just like everybody else's parents, and I still have had my fair share of bad days. But none of that matters because now its senior year. My time to shine.
I was in the process of getting dressed for my first day and I was facing a serious dilemma.
I couldn't decide if I should wear my pink Abercrombie t shirt, ripped Hollister jeans, and my Abercrombie flip flops, or my Hollister blue polo, Hollister skirt, and Ugg boots.
In times like this I called my best friend Jenny. She was the total opposite of me style-wise but we had been inseparable since 3ed grade when she stood up for me. Those were times that made me sad, but at the same time I didn't know where I would be without those memories.
It only rang once before she picked up.
" Hey what's up girly," she said loudly into the phone. I couldn't help but laugh at how she answered.
" Nothing, just having a bit of a problem lovee." I said walking over to the mirror holding my outfits up to me. She fixed my problem without me even having to tell her it. " Well if its about your outfit you have to wear pink because that will be the polar opposite of what I'm going to where so there." Her voice was quick and light when she answered and I swear I hears her laugh when I replied saying, " Yes, thanks that totally helps me!" but I had to hang up before I was sure because I was totally going to be late.
I ran down the stairs, grabbed my Hollister bag, and sprinted to my small red car.
I made it to school with five minutes to spare and I was thankful for that. I needed those minutes to make sure my entrance into school was amazing. Everyone had to know that this year was mine and no-one else's.
I fixed my hair in the compact I had in my hand and made my way to the doors of the school. When I got there Jenny had arrived and was on my right ready to walk in with me. Even though this was what I was looking forward to, I couldn't help but be a little nervous. This was a big deal for me. I wasn't going to let anything spoil it.
So I took a deep breath and pushed the double doors open in front of me.
I walked through the doors and felt a sudden rush of confidence pulse through me and I couldn't help but let a smile spread across my face.
But as I did this someone ran right by me nearly knocking me to the ground.
" Oh my god! What is your malfunction!? Is there a sane reason for you to just totally run me over?" I let the venom seep into my voice so they would know who they were messing with.
The person who sped by me stopped and slowly turned around. Letting me see there face. What I saw totally surprised me.
I couldn't make words form for the longest time, and by the time I could he had already left.
He was the cutest boy I had ever seen in this small town of Chippewa Falls. Probably the cutest boy ever.
His eyes were a light green, and were mesmerizing. I could have gotten lost in his eyes and nearly did. He had flawlessly shaped lips and broad cheek bones.
His hair was a dark blonde color and was styled in such a way that it almost covered his right eye.
The rest of his body was also amazing.
He was in thin and in shape, but not too skinny. I could also see the faint sight of muscle on his arm.
What also surprised me was his style.
Most guys dress like they have no idea what is going on, but he definitely had a sense of style.
He was wearing a blue Hollister t-shirt with a Pac Sun sweatshirt, skinny jeans, and green and black nikes. He looked perfect, even though he wasn't the typical " Abercrombie Model"
The first bell rang before I had even moved from my spot and I quickly hurried to my first class. English. Great. I knew I was going to spend my entire class thinking about him and waning to know more. What was his name? Where is he from?
I didn't know much about this boy, but I did know he was going to be mine.
