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Just claire

Claire woke up the next morning with a smile on her face and a feeling of purpose.

Claire is confused about this new thing called purpose. She can't remember the last time she had a purpose and what exactly a purpose is.

But whatever it is she likes it, a lot.

Claire gets out of bed and goes into her bathroom, she looks in the mirror and sees a girl who looks confused and unsure about herself.

She grabs her old make up bag and goes into her room and sits at what used to be her makeup desk, she used to have separate drawers for each different type of product and a very large mirror. Now all she has is a small travel size mirror and a bag full of crusty old makeup.

She digs into the bag and grabs the eyeliner, eyeshadow, and mascara she found yesterday.

She opens the eyeshadow, or what's left of it. The only colors left are a gold bronze and a deep brown.

She puts on the eyeshadow and than grabs her mascara.

She opens the mascara and cleans the brush, lord only knows what's on that thing. She puts on a thin coat of mascara and than begins working on her eyeliner. She has barely any eyeliner left and honestly doesn't remember how to apply it.

Claire grabs her phone goes on Pinterest looking for a quick, easy eyeliner tutorial. She finds a relatively easy one and begins attempting to do her eyeliner.

After about an hour of messing up and reapplying Claire manages to make a small cat eye.

Claire goes back into her bathroom and goes into the linen closet and pulls out her curling wand, her mom got her one for Christmas in an attempt to convert her into a girly girl.

She plugs in and turns on the wand. She then goes back into her room and pulls out the outfit she found last night.

A blue long sleeve shirt and a pair of blue and green pattern shorts.

She hears her curling wand beep and rushes to her bathroom to quickly attempt to curl her hair.

After 3 burns and countless attempts to make her hair look less flat Claire ends up with slightly curly more like wavy hair.

Claire looks in the mirror and can't help but be nervous about what people are going to think about her new look.

Claire looks at the clock.

6:55 it reads.

Claire grabs her bag and grabs a pair of black flip flops and hurries downstairs to grab some breakfast.

She opens the pantry and reaches for the cornflakes but than stops herself. As cheesy as it sounds new Claire also means new cereal, Claire grabs the fruit loops and goes to grab a bowl, spoon, and milk.

The last time she had fruit loops was in 8th grade.

After finishing her cereal Claire grabs her keys and bag and heads to school.

She looks in her rear view mirror while at a red light and has to do a double take, the girl she's in the mirror is beautiful, confident, and most of all has a purpose.

She pulls into the schools parking lot looking down trying not make eye contact with anyone.

She parks and takes a deep breath, it's not even 8am and she is already stressed out.

She looks in the mirror one last time before she grabs her stuff and gets out of the car.

The second she opened her car door she could feel the butterflies in her stomach begging to be let free.

She closes her car door and fixes her shorts before walking towards the school.

She passes by Devon and his group of friends.

On a normal day they would just ignore her or call her a nasty name.

But today Devon just stared at her and his friends were whispering and saying things like "who is she" and "is she new". One of them even had the nerve to say " idk but she is hot" which for some reason seemed to tick off Devon.

Devon took an anger filled deep breath and said with his teeth clenched "that's Claire forester"

His best friend, Cody, laughed and said "there is no way in hell that, that hot, dreamy girl was the ugly, weird Claire Forester"

Than the worst that could possibly happen happened, in attempt to prove The hot girl that just walked by was Claire. Devon called her name out as loud as he possibly could. So much for not standing out.

Claire stopped, and mumbled shit to herself.

She turned around and looked Devon in the eye and said "what". Devon had an apologetic look on his face.

"Holy shit, who knew the mute could actually talk?" Cody approached Claire.

Cody put his hand out and began touching Claire's hair.

"I bet I could make you scream"

"Stop" Devon shouts from where he was standing with his friends. Cody dropped his hand and turned around staring Devon down.

"Why do you care, it's just Claire"

That hurt, that really hurt Claire. The fact that he just said her feelings don't matter.

"Actually it isn't just Claire, it's my friend Claire and she is human too and should be treated like one"

Oh my god, did Devon just say I'm his friend? Am I dreaming? How did we go from fine I won't kill you to your alright to we're friends in less than 2 days? Claire thought to herself.

Cody turned back around to face claire and leaned in and whispered in her ear "this is not over" before turning around and giving Devon a look of disgust before walking away.

"Thank god that's over" Claire thought to herself.

Claire hadn't even realized that while this whole fiasco was going on a huge crowd had gathered around them.

The second Cody walked away the whispering started.

It started out as incoherent muffled noises. But eventually turned into "who the hell does she think is" and "how does Devon know who she is".

Claire went to pull her hood over head and realized she didn't have her hoodie on.

Claire begins to tear up as she looks down and makes her way through the crowd.

It's only 7:38am and Claire has already attracted more attention than she has in the last 3 years.

Hey guys I hope you're enjoying this book so far, as you can see I don't really have an update schedule but would like to have one, so if you guys have any schedule requests just message me and if you have an ideas for the story feel free to message me. Thanks for reading- Erika :)