I'm so sorry that it took so long to update this chapter, but here we are with a new chapter!
TRIS ' POV
Yesterday was great. Christina is an amazing girl and we had a lot of fun talking about sports and in some occasions Holland, but it luckily never came to my past. We decided she would pick me up because I still don't have a car.
She is a lot like Aron; happy, loud, funny and they both love shopping. I look at the clock, still 20 minutes left before Christina comes. I decide I could unpack some more boxes. The first one is full of food, real Dutch food like licorice and syrup waffles, and cheese. I didn't have a proper breakfast, so I open a bag of licorice and start to eat while I put the food into the fridge.
10 minutes later I'm done with the first box and ate half of the bag licorice. Moving on to the next box I find it already open. I'm sure I closed all the boxes with ductape. I reopen the box and see all my lingerie in it. everything is still neatly folded and on the same place. I shrug and start to unpack the box, not everything fits in one drawer, so I start moving al, my bras into the one under beat it. I'm halfway done as someone nocks on my door. I quickly run to the door and open it. Christina stands there with a huge smile on here face.
"Hi girl! ready for your first day in school? "
"Yeah, just let me grab my coat, so we can go."
* Time skip till arriving at school*
We arrive at school in 10 minutes. She parks the car near the main building and walks with me into the school. As soon as I walk into the school I'm tackled to the ground by Uriah. I make an oomph sound. god he's heavy.
"Hey Trissy. " He says in an high pitched voice.
"Uriah, can you get off of me." He quickly stands up and offers me a hand. I take it and walk away without saying anything. There's a woman behind the desk and I ask her for my schedule. She seems annoyed when I ask her for my locker number and key. Number 681. Out of nowhere Christina starts screaming. I give her a weird look.
"Your locker is right next to mine."
"Ok, that's.. um ... nice. Now can you show me my where my locker Is? "
"Oh, yes of course. Follow me Trissy. "
She leads me through a hell of a lot hallways and finally I reach my locker. There are a lot of jocks leaning against my locker, I recognise Zeke and Four, but the rest are unknown. They don't seem to notice me, so Ifake cough. All the boys look at me and Four blushes a bit, I wonder why he would blush.
" Can you move away from my locker? "I ask a bit harsh. Four and Zeke quickly walk away, but the others stay glued on there place.
"Guys, move away so she can get to her locker" Four says. They all listen to him and walk over to him. I smile inwardly, they look like a bunch of minions. Two guys stay again glued on there place. One with short black hair and a piercing in his eyebrow. and another one with brown short hair and green eyes, they are both very ugly. They just stand there and stare at me. Five minutes later I'm done with the staring contest and punch the green eyed boy in the nose. He stumbles backwards and falls on his butt. Zeke fist bumps me and the other guy walks away with green eyed boy. My locker is free by now, so I quickly open it and walk to my first class, Christina and I walked past it on our way to the lockers. She must have left because I can't find her anymore.
*time skip to after school.*
"Christina, I want to go home. " I say in a little baby voice.
"Not yet Trissy, one more store." On the past two hours we went into all the clothing and shoe stores in the whole mall and I'm carrying six bags of clothes and three bags of shoes. All of this reminds me about Aron, he always dragged me with him as he went shopping.
Christina grabs my hand and leads me to the other side of the mall, all the way in the back is a bright pink store, I recognize the store immediately, Victoria Secret. Ugh, I don't want to go into that store, it reminds me of Holland and Doutzen with her little most cutest boy ever, Phyllon. I used to babysit him when Doutzen was in Holland. The moment I walk into the store I see her, in the left corner on a poster. My eyes fill themselves with water and I try my hardest to not cry. I really don't need to be here, I have most of the store already. I tell Christina that I really don't need any of this. Surprisingly she agrees, because she wants to see my apartment. We hop into her car and we drive to my apartment.
On our way she asks me way I said I didn't need any lingerie. I just tell her she will see why and ignore her for the rest of the ride.