sometimes the first week.. isn't all that bad. (DISCONTINUED)

what could go wrong?

(this is my first time writing a fanfic and my first time writing in about a year now so plz be patient and give feedback! also trying to quit c.ai so that's where most of my ideas/writing techniques come from. once again, this is my first fanfic. anyways, enjoy!!)

(p.s., hey melody 😁😁 ik you req this sooo this is for you!!!!)

open house. every parents' dream and every kids nightmare. or dream aswell, yknow, some kids are different. like charlotte smith. she was different.. in a way. she was nervous. nervous in the way that tickles you from head to toe with excitement. and her mother was no different.

daisy smith was just as her name, sweet as a daisy! of course she'd be excited for her baby girl to experience grade 10, just as much as her father was happy to hear. day of open house, charlotte woke up an.. hour earlier? sounds like her.

6:01 AM, SATURDAY.

her mother woke up and hopped out of bed. used the bathroom, brushed her teeth, the usual. she then slowly opened her daughters door, expecting her to be asleep.. that wasn't exactly the case.

"charlie.. come on swee-..."

charlotte was just scrolling on her phone until startled by her mother.

"OH! hey mom! .. whatcha.. doin.. awake?"

"it's .. open hou-?"

"I KNOW!! 10TH GRADE?? THATS 2 YEARS AWAY FROM GRADUATING!! AND AFTER THAT IM GONNA GET A JOB AT APPLEBEES AS A WAITRESS AND MAKE SO MUCH MONEY I CAN QUIT AND MY RICH HUSBAND WILL DO ALL THE WORKING AND I CAN COOK AND CLEAN FOR MY 3 KIDS WHO'LL GROW UP TO LIVE THE EXACT SAME LIFE AS ME AND THEN ILL EVENTUALLY DIE PEACEFULLY ONTO MY DEATH BE-"

"CHARLOTTE!"

"... yeah mom?"

"just.. get dressed."

and with that, she was off... into her closet. she shuffled through the many pieces of fabric like they personally insulted her father. she kept shuffling and shuffling and shuffling and-

"EEEEEEE!!!!"

she found the one. a sparkly, pink, 80s-esque dress. exactly what she was looking for. paired with some white stockings, unnecessarily big leg warmers, blue mary janes and a couple bracelets, she just walked the red carpet right then and there. perfect.

after a while, she finished getting dressed. 
after she walked out, checked herself out in the mirror, blew herself a kiss, danced, and finally rolled her eyes at herself, she was set!

"MOOOOOMMMM!!! IM READY!"

"ALRIGHT SWEETIE, CMON. WERE LEAVING."

charlotte grabbed her backpack and
dipped.

8:09 AM, SATURDAY.

"alright, everyone ready?"

guest asked, looking back at his wife and daughter in the rear view mirror.

"of course, hun. what about you, charlie?"

"born ready."

"then let's go ahead."

and where they were driving? brighteye academy. a place like none other. charlotte and her friends have been there since elementary school! and it's still running after years. what a place.

meanwhile, charlotte was just thinking. OVERthinking. never good, never will be.

okay, first day of 10th grade in bright high. i've been here for years, i shouldn't have to worry! ... right? 9th grade open house was unarguably MORE nerve racking, and that's for sure. but i don't know what'll happen today. i could get a really great homeroom teacher, they could be really mean, they could always give me f's on tests because they're biased to another student, they could give me detention for no reason, i could be sat alone with no one else, i could make no friends, i could be hated the entire school year, i could.. I COULD-