Chapter 2: New Town, New School, New Life
Kat's POV
Of course we had to drive. It was so long. By the time we got there it was already midnight.
"Welcome home," Dan exclaimed. I opened my eyes and saw a two story house. I was barely awake when we walked in. I grabbed my bag and walked up the stairs. I went into a room and fell onto the bed.
I awoke the next morning. I finally looked around my room and saw exactly how ugly it was. The walls were plain and white. I stood up and stretched out. I walked down stairs and saw the happy little couple. I ran my fingers through my hair and sat down.
"Sup," I said.
"How are you?" Aria asked. Why my brother married this preppy ass white girl, I'll never know. We used to live in Brooklyn. She lived in the Upper East Side.
"Fine."
"How do you like the house?"
"It's good." I grabbed an apple and walked back upstairs. I put on my I love New York sweatshirt and a pair of jeans. I grabbed my bag and walked back down stairs.
"Where are you going?" Dan asked
"To go see how small this town is."
"Give her a chance."
"She is like the polar opposite of us. She was getting everything she wanted while we were just barely making it by."
"It doesn't matter. Please for me." I turned around and walked out the door. I pulled up my hood and walked down the main street. I buried my hands in my pockets and looked around. All I saw was green. It was too bland. I was used to cars driving around at all hours. Now there wasn't a single car on the road. I sighed and walked into a hard ware shop. I bought a few cans of spray paint and walked back out. I made my way around the town and then back home.
"Hey," I said.
"Hey, how's the town?" Aria asked.
"Small."
"Where'd you go?"
"To pick up some spray paint."
"Why?"
"I want to tag the walls in my room."
"Tag?"
"Graffiti, street art. Stuff like that."
"Oh." I nodded and went back to my room. I took a pencil and started to draw on the wall. I moved my bed and started to spray paint. I used the orange and blue. I smiled at my finished work. I hung out with Aria for the rest of the day. I tried to give her a chance. By the end of the day I went back to my room and saw the paint wasn't dry. I laid down on the couch to sleep.
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The next morning I awoke with a crazy backache. I, reluctantly got off the couch and got dressed. I took Dan's old car and drove to Forks High.
I parked next to a yellow jeep. I pulled my hood up and made my way towards the school. I walked into the main office and saw a plump old lady.
"excuse me," I said.
"May I help you?"
"I'm Kat Moore, the new student."
"There isn't a Kat Moore."
"My real name is Katrina."
"Oh, of course. Well, here's your schedule and a few papers I need your parents or guardian to sign." I nodded and looked at my schedule.
8:00 to 8:30- Homeroom
8:30 to 9:23- U.S. History
9:23 to 10:16- Honors English
10:16 to 11:09- Spanish
11:09 to 12:05- Music Production 2(Mon.) Gym(Tue.) Tech(Wed.) Gym(Thurs.) Free Period(Fri.)
12:05 to 12:29- Lunch
12:29 to 1:25- Chemistry
1:25 to 2:15- Calculus
This school was going to kill me. It was Thursday so I had gym. I was gonna have fun in my high tops. I walked into Homeroom. I handed the teacher the paper.
"Well then Miss Moore, here you go." I took a seat in the back and hung out. I made my way to History.
"Well then Katrina, have a seat next to Miss Cullen," Mrs. Sullivan said. I nodded and made my way back to where a tiny pixie like girl was sitting.
"Hi, I'm Alice," she said.
"Katrina but you can call me Kat."
"Nice to meet you Kat. Where are you from?"
"New York."
"Why'd you move here?"
"I live with my brother and his preppy ass wife."
"Oh."
"Yeah. But this place sucks."
"It really does."
"Miss Moore,"
"Yes, Mrs. Sullivan."
"Can you please explain to me why slavery was a cause of the civil war?"
"It wasn't. Lincoln was more concerned about the succession of the southern states. Slavery was a minor issue. It sort of was just another good thing that came out of it." Mrs. Sullivan nodded and kept talking. I leaned back and smirked. The day went by slowly. Until chemistry came.
"Well Miss Moore, take a seat next to Mr. Cullen," Mr. Brown said. I nodded and sat next to him. He was big and muscular. He had dark, curly hair and pitch black eyes. He held his hand over his nose. Asshole I thought. He never even once looked at me. I looked at the board and actually paid attention. Every time I looked at him, he looked look he was going to throw up. He sprinted out of class. I went to calculus and all I could do is think of him. I sighed as I made my way home. I cranked up my iPod and jammed to Paramore.
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