Breaking Point

1.

I smiled as my MacBook uploaded my new cover of "A Thousand Years". Almost instantaneously, one view and like popped up on the screen, making me smile and turn back to look at my disaster of a room. My grey walls were covered with what felt like millions of boxes, scratched on me in the blur of packing back home. My home used to be in Trenton, New Jersey where I had been all my life, to here in Australia, which was a fast move done in two weeks tops. I wasn't the happiest person when I found out about the move, but it was bound to happen eventually. My dad was moving up in his job and was bound to become the international manager, which meant us moving to another countries. I've always hated the idea of starting over. Having to go to a new school, find new friends, and meet new people. Never, ever have I liked meeting new people, so I would rather have stayed where I didn't have too. Matter of fact, the thought of people is nothing appealing. It's not like anyone has done anything to me, it's just that I like time with myself rather than time with people who don't even understand me. I glanced down to see my cat, Tinkerbell, rubbing against my ankles, her black and white tail wrapping around me sweetly. "Hey girl" I whispered, as I scooped her up in my lap. Turning back to my computer screen, to check on views, it already had gotten 6 already which was extremely shocking. My profile glared infront of me as a tumble picture laid ontop; Glen O'Connel
🎶Hello there, the angel from my nightmare🎶🎸"
I never put my actual name. It's actually Guenith O'Connel, but everyone calls me Gwen. I had set up my YouTube account at the beginning of the year, just for fun. Since then, I haven't been motivated to tell anyone that I have one or that I even sing, actually. Nobody expects me to sing. I've always been the quiet girl in the corner, with a killer attitude, which is definitely and always will be the kryptonite to my perfect reputation. A lot of people say I'm beautiful, and perfect and all of the above. But I'm just ordinary, nothing but ordinary. So here I sit, infront of my little laptop, with my green eyes scanning through comments and massages. Realizing it was already 10, I quickly signed out and jumped into bed, waiting for sleep to come my way. As my moms words of encouragement raced through my mind, I smushed my face in my pillow, immediately dreading the first day of my new school.
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I shot up from my sleep to the sound of All Time Low's "Something's Gotta Give" blaring through my phone. Smacking it frantically, it tumbled to the floor with a dreadful smack. Cursing under my breath, I picked it up, and walked to the closet. Not thinking twice, my hands grabbed the closest decent outfit I could find. It ended up being a black and white tiger muscle tee, black ripped skinny jeans, and a plaid shirt wrapped around my waist. It actually looked pretty cute. Walking to my vanity, my hands wandered over the multiple makeup palettes and containers. I ended up with sparkly like gold eye shadow and a rather messy bun that looked like it was ripped out of Tumblr and found it's way to my head. My brunette hair mixed in perfectly with my outfit, for the first time in forever I was thankful for it. Finishing up, my mind wandered around. I took a glance at the clock and its was already 6:29, snapping me out of my daze. The bus came at 6:30, so I sprinted to the kitchen, snatched my bag, a piece of toast, and planted a fast kiss on my moms cheek. Reaching the door, I could see a yellow bus turning the corner and ran as fast as possible, reaching the stop out of breath and embarrassingly red. Catching my breath, the kids looked me up and down, some whispering to each other curiously as they stared. Sighing, I looked on, ignoring the fact it had gone completely silence and was uncomfortably still like no body knew what to say. As I began to shift uncomfortably, a voice piped up happily.
"Hi! You must be the new girl, I'm Kayla!" A energetic blonde girl said, extending her hand to me, with a warm, cheeky, smile. I shook it and smiled back weakly.
"Hi.. I'm Guenith.. But just call me Gwen" I said, before smiling back, her energy rubbing off on me in some way.
"Ok, Gwen. Would you like to sit with me? I know it's hard on the first day" I nodded and thanked her lightly, as the bus pulled up. It was the middle of March and the middle of Junior year. I stepped and the bus, taking my seat next to Kayla. She gave me a brief description of where my classes where as we drove. She was a pretty girl, nice height, and piercing eyes that would catch anybody's attention and not to mention her happy personality. She blubbered on and on, get face shining with excitement for me, or simply the fact of a new person here. My eyes were constantly moving back to the window, where unfamiliar scenes passed. Turning back to Kayla, I forgot about the window as she talked about cheerleading, but when I turned back a enormous sea of people came into view. Kayla scooted over and whispered to me,
"Welcome to Kirsten High"

AUTHORS NOTE: alright i haven't been on wattpad since about 2015 and it's 2017 and im cringing im going to edit every chapter so please ignore the cringe if you reach where i haven't edited !!