September 8, 2010
"Damn it!'' I hoped out of my car and ran inside to grab my medical release form for school. I grabbed it off the table, jumped in the car, turned on the ignition, and sped 20 mph over the speed limit to pick up Mia for our first day of our junior year.
I heard the purr of my 2007 Escalade that Aunt Jen gave me for my 16th birthday last year since she got a brand new Escalade. My 17th birthday is coming up and I asked for an AUX cord so I could plug in my iPod because now, I have to spend forever burning CD's.
Since my mom died on my birthday almost 3 years ago, I don't really celebrate it. Wait scratch that. I don't like to celebrate my birthday. The past few years, I've spent it crying. If I had a boyfriend to spend it with, I wouldn't spend it locked in my room crying. But I don't have a boyfriend. I don't blame them. I mean yeah I dress like a normal teenager, skirts and jeans and no t-shirts, cute hair, cute shoes, but my face. My face is what turns guys off. I have brown eyes and my bangs rest on my forehead. The only make up I've worn in 3 years is none. I haven't picked up a make up brush in years because it was my mom's thing. She was a make up artist for actors and actresses. Just the thought about mom still brought tears to my eyes.
I pulled into Mia's driveway and honked the horn as she ran outside at 7 am. She hopped in the front seat as we pulled out her drive way to go pick up her boyfriend, Greyson.
Greyson and I have been friends since birth, and he's gone to a catholic school until last year when he transferred to Los Angeles High. As soon as he transferred, he and Mia fell in love, and they've been together since sophomore year last year.
I've picked up Mia and Greyson every day and dropped them off since I turned 16 because
a.) Save their ass from riding the bus
b.) Aunt Jen pays for gas money because she recently became a lawyer after studying law for years.
Aunt Jen recently got married and she is pregnant with her husband's baby, who will be a girl and they are thinking of naming her Juliet, after her sister/my mom. Of course I'm excited for Juliet, but I'm scared what will happen when she's born. I mean her husband hasn't moved in yet. He's waiting until she's born. So it's going to be weird getting 2 new members at the same time. Also what will happen to Cameron? Cameron is 6 and he is in 1st grade. He is still my little brother, but isn't as attached to me as much as he was when our mom first passed away. He doesn't like Juliet because he's jealous she'll have 2 parents and he has none. He's jealous of all the kids in his class, so he does therapy to help with his emotions.
We finally pulled into Greyson's driveway and I honked the horn, just like I did for Mia. He came walking out, tan body perfect, white tank under open button up plaid shirt and his blonde hair across his face.
"I love his surfer look, so sexy!" Mia said to me as Greyson hopped in the back, leaned to the front to kiss Mia before he buckled up. "Whose
ready for junior year!'' Greyson threw his hands up as Mia and I hooted.
The whole way, we played music and talked about all the things we're going to do this year since we're the second oldest behind the seniors. We drove past beach and the sun was just rising. Dark blue water was highlighted with oranges and purples that I need to see every morning. Since my house is on the beach, I see it set and rise every morning. It's something I can't miss. It's something my mom loved.
We pulled into the parking lot and my usual parking spot was taken by a silver Ferrari. I drove past my spot that I've had for the past year and parked in the next aisle over, a few cars back. We all hopped out of the car as Greyson and Mia grasped hands. I felt like a third wheel, even though Mia and I were having a conversation.
We walked inside our school and I could smell the chlorine from the pool not far from here. We walked through the familiar halls to our lockers, which we'll have all 4 years. I did my same old combination 5, 34, 12. I put all my belongings in my locker and walked around alone looking for my classes, like every other student. Mia and I have a few classes together and Greyson and I have 2. Greyson and Mia have been my friends forever, while the other ones have come and gone. They've been there for me when my mom died. They were there when I broke my leg and couldn't walk. They were there when I got sick with phenomena and almost died. They've been there while I stayed single and got mocked by the varsity dance team, which is huge in our school.
I've always wanted to try out for the team, but they all seem so bitchy so why bother, especially when I won't make it. That reminds me…class tonight. I pulled out my new Sprint Epic and wrote that in my calendar so I won't forget. I tucked my phone away as I looked at my schedule for my next class. Meiner, room 365. I turned the hallway and was stopped by a deep voice saying, "excuse me," and a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see a tall boy with hair that looks like he flips it and flew over his forehead. He has irresistible blue eyes that sucked you in and his smile was award winning. I quickly looked down at me and him. I was wearing a black skirt that went above my waist and I had a purple tank top that was ruffled and I had a long necklace with a black crystal as the pendant. My blonde hair was down and curled with a thin silver headband with a small sparkly flower on the side, and I had in silver dangle earrings. My belt was silver and my shoes were little heels. My face…boring and plain.
He was wearing khaki shorts and a Hollister Co. long sleeve shirt and brown flip flops. He was really tan and his face seemed like he hopped out of a magazine. He definitely isn't perfect, but that's the kind of guy I like. I decided to say something so I'm not just standing there like an idiot.
"Hi. Uh,.." I didn't know what to say. He smiled and spoke so I didn't have to. I just kept staring at him. He looked so familiar. It's on the tip of my tongue but I can't think of it…
"Where's locker #335? I'm new here and totally lost." His smile was breathtaking and I smiled back because a hot guy was talking to me! This school is crawling with whores! Me! He chose me!
"Uh locker 335, that's by the pool. That's right next to my locker." A smile grew on my face.
"Do you mind?"
"Nope, this way." I led him to his locker, eyes straight in front of me, trying to remember who this kid is! He looked so familiar…it's the eyes. Something about him is just….clicking. I feel like we've had a connection before. The whole walk, I was just pointing out what teacher belonged to each room on our way. We were almost to the pool they boy asked me, "So what's your name?"
I slowed down so I was walking next to him. "Ellie. Ellie Conn. You?"
"Declan. Declan Marzini." He smiled and made a face where he scrunched his nose and smiled. He looked down when he spoke and his face lit up. "I don't know if you remember, but we met 3 years ago, at your mom's funeral. I'm Greyson Mae's cousin."
"I knew I recognized you!" A smile appeared on my face as I thought back to the few days I spent with Declan. My thoughts were interrupted by Greyson running up to us with his football buddies and screaming.
"My man! I see you reconnected with El. How's your new house?" Greyson's arm was around Mia, who was glancing in my direction in her cheer uniform. She hates cheerleading but she only does it to cheer on Greyson and she likes to be 'flexible'.
"It's good. Ellie was just showing me where my locker was, right next to hers." A smile emerged on his face as the bell rang for first period.
"Uhh see you later?" Declan asked me as I turned around to walk away.
I turned my head around back at him and smiled. "Definitely."
