Alright so hey guys hey, I want to say a few things first before starting. I was ihearteligoldsworthy idk if any of you remember me but yeah. :) and secondly, I had posted this story earlier and I got a really really rude review with comments like "I'm writing me as a character so I can date Eli" and that "NOBODY wants to read a shitty story with some random cunt as a character."Firstly, I'm not writing me as a character so if you think that I'd rather you just not read this at all honestly, these are stories that are in my mind that I want to write, if there was a character on the show that fit this, I would write them in but there's not and I'd rather create an original character than make characters out of character. And if I was to write myself as a character with anyone it would be Cam (still cryin) so yeah. And secondly, I appreciate any type of criticism but if it's anywhere as rude as that I will delete it if it's anoymous which it will be because let's face it, I don't think anyone's brave enough to write a review that rude without hiding. At first, I was just going to quit writing but I thought it over and I'm not gonna let anyone take something that I love doing away because they want to be rude or don't like it. So yes this is an OC story and if you don't like it then okay. I'm writing this because I like it and I want to.
As my alarm went off, I laid up in my bed hoping the time would go by faster and faster so that eventually I'd be too late to even go to school. But, as if he knew exactly what I was trying to plan, which he probably did considering I pulled this trick every first day, my dad barged open the door, slamming it against the wall to emphasize the force of his entrance.
"I know what're trying to do and it's not working." He said, approaching my bed and pulling the covers off of me which was sure to get me up.
"I don't want to go and be new and everything." I said, pulling the covers back on me.
"No matter what day you go, you're going to be new so might as well get the first day out-of-the-way and done." He said, while walking out then poked his head back in, "Plus, you have to take Sam to school."
"I thought you were taking him!" I yelled in anger, having to get up because if I didn't he'd be late too and if he was late, I would be grounded and I had to avoid that.
"You thought wrong." My dad yelled back, "Your money is on the table along with Sam's lunch!"
I sighed a sigh loud enough for the neighbors and anyone else within the block to hear. I hated taking my brother to school because they meant I had to get ready quicker and I had to leave the house earlier. Luckily, I had picked out my outfit the night before so I wouldn't screw up my newly cleaned room in less than 20 minutes. I closed my door and plugged in my curling rod as I figured since it was the first day I might as well put in effort to my hair. I changed into a light wash denim jacket with a white crochet top and a high-low sheer skirt with tights to match and my shiny black leather Doc Martens that I had to save my summer job money to buy, with the help of my dad's money as well. After I curled my hair making sure my newly dyed blue hair underneath was visible, I grabbed my backpack and walked downstairs to see my brother already sitting on the couch with his bowl of cereal, watching cartoons.
"You look pretty." He said, between a bite of Apple Jacks.
"Really?" I asked, genuinely surprised because my brother usually never said anything nice to me unless he wanted something, much like every other older-younger sibling relationship.
"No." he smirked as I rolled eyes, annoyed at myself for falling for it.
I walked into the kitchen and grabbed the 20 dollar bill that my dad had left for me underneath my sky blue colored thermos that he had filled with my favorite iced coffee. I called to Sam to turn the TV considering we had to leave in 2 minutes to get to both my school and his without either of us being late. I had to get to school earlier than normal anyway to get my textbook and schedule and somewhat not get lost in the midst.
"Do you even know how to get to my school?" Sam asked, as we walked out the house and I closed the door behind us.
"No, but you do." I stopped, "Don't you?"
"You know sometimes it's hard being the smart child when you're the youngest. You put high expectations on my small shoulders, Summer." He said, looking up at me with fake wide eyes.
"Lead the way, Jimmy Neutron." I said, gesturing for him to walk in front of me as I'd trail along behind him.
I tied key point of the route in my mind so I'd know what to look for when I had to walk him to school again. I hated being in a completely different neighborhood where I knew where nothing was. My dad had driven us around a couple of times since we had gotten here to show us the feel of things and where certain things were. Being me, I forgot by the time I got home and started watching a new TV show.
Once we got to Sam's school, he was quick to run away to get into class, probably to make new friends as he was the complete opposite of me and I was jealous in a way. Sam made friends where ever he went. He was a people person, he loved meeting people and people loved meeting him. I, however, was a fan of sitting where no one else is until someone realizes I exist and decides to say something to me.
"What?" I stopped him, "No first day hug for your big sister?"
I grabbed him and hugged him tight making sure at least five to eight kids that hopefully would be in his class and had seen me and laughed.
"I hate you so much, I hope you know that!" he called as he ran away and towards the front doors.
"Love you too!" I yelled back as he walked into the building.
I turned around and started walking, realizing I had no clue about where I was going. The only way I knew to get to school was from my house. So, I ended up walking all the way back to my house and starting from there as if I was leaving for the first time. I put my earphones in my ear and listened to music as I walked. My dad told me not to because it would make me less focused and more vulnerable since one of my senses were being used but I knew he was over exaggerating, it was music and I could feel if someone was behind me.
Finally, I saw that I was getting somewhat close to Degrassi, my new hell on earth, as I saw the flags making its way through the spaces in the trees. I took my earphones out and wrapped them around my phone, stuffing it into my pocket as I walked up the front steps into the actual school. Everyone was familiar with everyone and were bragging about how amazing their summer was. I heard the keywords beaches, parties, hookups, breakups and I was thinking about my summer in which the keywords were Netflix, food, my bed, and my computer. I walked to the front office, where luckily there was no students to fill my ears with teenage recklessness stories.
"Hello," the woman at the desk said looking at me with squinted eyes as if she was trying to figure out who I was to call me by name but when she couldn't, she settled for, "How can I help you?"
"I have to get my schedule and textbooks." I said, hoping in my head that I didn't sound rude because I wasn't rude, to people I didn't want to be rude to.
"Oh, no problem." She said, clicking something on the dated computer that all school front desks have, "What's your name?"
"Summer Mitchell." I said.
"One second." She said, with a smile as she got up to what I assumed were the files on the wall that was filled with drawers to get my schedule.
"Isn't Summer a season?" Someone behind me said.
"Why do you care?" I said, trailing off at the last word once I turned around and suddenly had to struggle to breathe as I had never been that close to a boy who was that cute. His lips were turned up on one side in a smirk as his crystallized green eyes were looking down at me, making my heart rate accelerate in a way that definitely wasn't humanly possible.
"Oh, I don't." he said, as I could practically feel the amusement flying from him, "I just figured I'd pull a pun on your name, I'm sure you've gotten it before."
"Just like I'm sure you've gotten compliments being an asshole before, am I right?" I said, suddenly not feeling so scared anymore. His looks were defeating, no denying that. But if he had the courage to pun at my name without knowing me, that was an easy lead way into the 'okay to be rude to' list. I turned around, hoping that he would get the hint that I didn't want to talk to him but I felt his body shift closer to mine and I stiffened.
"Totally right, not that it effected me." I could hear the smirk as he put his mouth close to my ear, "But if it's coming from someone like you, I'll have to stay up all tonight and dream about it, won't I?"
I could feel my entire spine freeze in a matter of seconds as his breath collided with my skin, creating a reaction I had never had before. I prayed and prayed that soon enough she would find my paper so he could back off of me once she came over. But it seemed like forever and a day had went by when she had finally turned around and he had leaned back slightly, making me heart finally start going somewhat back to normal.
"This is your schedule, map and locker combination." She said, handing me the papers.
"Thanks." I said, ready to quickly get out of there, almost tripping as I sped out.
But as I ran out, I could see mystery green-eyed guy smirk, knowing he got to me. So much for going through the first day normally.
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