Chapter 1

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"Come on Emily!" My friend, Zoey yells to me across the street. "We are going to be late for our first day! Lets not make a bad first impression!"
I roll my eyes and sprint towards her. Zoey and I have became pretty much bestest friends. I used to live in Texas but I was born in New York. But since my mother always likes to move places, she decided to move to Florida.
We moved just when school ended. And thats when I met Zoey. I had all summer break to get to know her well and she seemed kinda crazy when I first met her but I guess it was because she was so kind. Since she lives right across from me, I knew for a fact we would be going to the same High School.
Zoey is 16 and so am I. She has lived here in Florida since she was 4 and she used to live in New Jersey.
The school we go to is only about a block away so me and Zoey have to walk there.
"So are you nervous?" She asks.
"Of course I am. I dont even know anyone except you, my brother and my mom" I say quickly.
"Im a little nervous but I know half the people there so not that much." She smiles.
"Wow Zoe." I roll my eyes again. Hopefully this day goes by fast.
"Wow Em, I love your outfit! Everyone will definitely love you." She praises. She doesn't look too bad herself. She is wearing a blue crop top with a pair of black leggings. Her brown, long hair is tied up into a messy bun. She looks amazing. On the first day, we don't even bother to bring our bookbags. We wouldnt need them.
I am wearing a white shirt that is long in the back and super short in the front. Followed by some pastel pink ripped jeans. My long, dark brown hair is wavy and Im wearing a pastel pink headband.
A few minutes later we are standing in front of our school. "Wellington Community High" It says at the top of the building. Me and Zoey look at each other before I take a deep breath and we both walk inside.

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