(Your pov)
I wake up. A new day. The first day. Of schools. I should sad but I got some really cool classes. I can't wait.
I look over to my clock. It reads 6:20am. Time to get up. I move my body over to the side of my bed. I get up and look for some cute clothes.
Black tights, green canmo short shorts, Brown boots, black tank top, red flannel, red beanie. Make up.
I grabbed my bag and grabbed a cookie and ran to the bus stop.
~bus~
I take a seat and wait. Then something hit the back of my head. A paper. I read it. It says" whore I thought you were going to kill yourself"
We got to the school. I threw the paper away. I got my new set of classes. I go to my first period class. Editing. Go in the room, on the board there is writing. "Get a marker, write you name on the board, then take a seat. " I go , write y/n. And set right front of the teacher's set. I wait. A man walks in and sets down in the teachers seat.
"Hello, I'm Max, your teacher and I see that you must be y/n." Max says.
And that was the beginning of my great year.
