Why do we try so hard to
Fit in when we were born to stand out.
I was so excited i found it hard to fall asleep. I Remembered setting my alarm for the big day and thinking about how great this year would be. Hoping to be better than my past few years at Eastwood high, I made a list of all the things I'd try to work on to make this year perfect, I mean nothing could possibly be worse than my past years at Eastwood high it was nothing but horrible,did I say horrible I ment it was like a living hell, did i say was like a living hell I ment it was a living hell. I promised myself that I'd try and work on my social akwardness,on physical education like most nerds (the class to be the least successful in), and try to and make life easier for myself by not being influenced by my friend and just try to take my mind off my best friend who recently moved to Seattle. I can't say any of these will be easy,but its worth trying,I mean its my senior year and I really want it to be a year that I can remember, let me rephrase that I want it to be a year that I can look back on and say those were the best moments of my life and that if I could do it all again I would. I wanted this year to be full of more experiences and crazy adventures,but most of all the above, was for my best friend/ other half / sister/ soulmate/ the beat to my heart/ my everything, would come back to me and I wanted her all to myself. I heard a knock on my door "Who is it?" I said with a bright smile on face still full of excitement " It's me." Said Jake ( by the way this is my "twin" brother) he's so annoying, he's the curse that I've been born with, he has terrible grades probably like a B- student , yea well that's okay maybe well hmm,nope it's still terrible, on the other hand I'm an A+ student ha! I don't like to brag but I'm the brain of my family. Its only my mom, my brother and I. My dad died in a car accident after driving home from a long day of work on the road. I was about 6 years old. It was the worse thing ever, my world felt as if it was about to come crashing down into a million pieces. When I first heard about the accident I thought it was a joke, I didn't take it hard until the day came that I saw him laying lifeless in this dead box ( what I thought a coffin was before I knew better) being buried six feet under ground, that was when it hit me. I was so angry and hurt. I wanted to hurt the person that killed my dad and made me feel this way (again I didn't know better ) but eventually I got over it all thanks to my best friend Sia, I remembered her asking me why I was crying and I guessed our friendship grew from then and just kept on growing, now there's just distance between us. We had so much history together and I'll always have our memories and most precious moment in my heart.
Peep!! Peep!! !Peep! Peep!! My alarm went off, I jumped out off my bed and squealed full of excitement not remembering when nor how I fell asleep,but this was the least of my worries, I had a mini white board in my room with my daily morning schedule on it, I'm very organized at all times. It helps me to move a little quicker since I'm not much of a morning person and moves as slow as a snail when it comes to getting ready in the morning especially when it comes to school . I quickly went to take a cold shower to finish wake up my body. Brushed by teeth with strawberry cinnamon toothpaste , quickly dried my skin and put on my under garments and tried on my new clothes for the new school year. I tried on my cut jeans with a red flannel shirt with my sneaker tied, my hear in a ponytail. I curled my eyelashes touched up my eyebrows and places some bubble gum lip gloss on my chapped lips. It taste as good as it smells and looks I cudnt resist , but to lick a little off my lips. While standing in front of my full body sized mirror that's attached to the door of my closet I modeled up and down silently judging my choice of wear and how it looks on me.
Beep!! Beep!! "Jake!!" I heard a familiar voice yelling , it was probably one of his friends ,most definitely Harris the so call "boss" of the school.
Everyone respects him because, he flunked 2 years at Eastwood high and is the son of the voice principal ,which explains why he's still a student enrolled at Eastwood high disregarding his disrespect fullness towards teachers and everyone around him. He's a player,user, a bully and most of all a jerk. I just can't see why or how does he have every girl in school drooling all over him as if he's some god well except for me .it's like he have them under a spell or something , I mean after he uses them and disregards of them like trash they somehow are still falling for him and most are probably still hurting over him for what ? Don't ask me ask them.
Anyways he's probably here to pick up my brother and it looks like mom left early today (as usual) by the way my moms a nurse,so I guess I have to ketch a ride with him. Well it can't be that bad . that's what I thought when I saw DJ (Derin Jacobs ), but everyone calls him DJ. He was my first crush and we had a little chemistry in the past about a year ago, it still feels all awkward around him I tend to do the most stupidest and embarrassing things when he's near me . we got in the car and on the drive there it was a bit awkward. we both said nothing , not a word. once we arrived at the drive way at Eastwood high, I got out of the car. I was full of excitement I wanted to skip,jump and even yell how excited I was that this was my first day of school as a senior and this would be the best year ever. come on I can't be serious this was way too immature for a senior to be caught doing so I walked in the enormous building with my head held up high walking proudly down the Ilse with the impression of some famous celebrity going up for an Grammy award all over my face . I went to my new locker and made a new combination for it. I placed my stuff inside and got ready for my first class. I went to my class and sat down in the middle row on the third chair. As the seats began to full up the class became louder everyone was probably discussing how wonderful there summer break was. There words fill my head and I felt a little left out as, I looked around and saw everyone conversing with their friends. Beside me was a girl she had curly brown hair looking as if she bleached it at the end with a gold looking colour, she wore a black boots with a white shorts on and a crack top that was red, her lips were covered with bright red lipstick on them and the smell of Victoria secret perfume was all over her and her make up was just perfect. I've never seen this girl before so I'm guessing she just started here she's probably a transfer student. She was quiet and looked nervous and shy, judging her appearance she looks like one of those mean girls that every high school has with those mean groups that thinks their better than everyone else, but something about her personally not socializing with everyone else and trying to fit in tells me otherwise, maybe she's not like one of those girls ,maybe she's not like Tia Morgan the most popular girl in the school that almost half of the football team has claimed sleeping with , but it still wouldn't surprise me if I saw her in there little passe at the end of the day she was drop dead gorgeous like some sort of model or something which is why I would be surprised if she joined their squad. The buzzer rang and it was the beginning of the first class. Before we began Mrs. Guerra (the principal of Eastwood high) got on the PA system and began speaking about the new school year, rules of the school and welcomed the freshmen.
It took up the whole period. The day went by very fast and before I knew ,it was time to go home. so I caught back a ride with my brother and his jerk face friend home.
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