Good or Bad

chapter 1

Beep! Beep! Beep! 

"Ugh! Why won't this damn thing shut off!" I mutter while hitting the snooze button on my alarm clock. 

After about 5 minutes of staring at the ceiling and contemplating actually getting out of bed, I finally swing my body off the edge of the bed and walk to my closet to get changed. 

I swing open the massive closet doors and see hundreds of expensive outfits staring at me. But I throw on the only thing that I can wear to school and that's my uniform, which consists of a white button up shirt, tucked into a plaid skirt with knee high gray socks tucked into boots and completed with an optional cardigan.

I then walk to my desk and apply a little eyeliner and mascara.

Before I can leave the room I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. As I look down my figure I see my wavy blonde hair that reaches to about my waist, I then go on to see my slightly tanned skin that peeks out of my sweater. My figure isn't bad I'm pretty tall with a height of 5'7, I have average boobs, a skinny waist and legs and my butts alright.

After surveying my outfit I head to the elevator that sits in the dining room of my families apartment. I take it down to the lobby, once I arrive in the lobby I walk outside and start the short walk to Cornwell Academy.

Cornwall Academy better known as hell on earth, its filled with extremely bratty kids who's parents are rich enough to afford to send them to a private high school.  I shouldn't be talking because my parents are the same as theirs. They all don't want their perfect kids "breathing the same air as the trashy public school kids."

I think its stupid if were being honest but why would my opinion matter compared to that of William and Samantha Sinclair A.K.A my parents. Its rare that you will ever hear me say their names in the same sentence as "parents" because frankly they're not my parents their just two people who gave birth to me.

As I continue on my walk and try to push the thought of my "parents " out of my head, I happen to run into something. Well not really something more along the lines of someone... Matthew O'Riley, only my crush sense 5th grade.

He mutters a quick sorry before looking up and realizing who he's talking to. "Oh Aubrieee I've been looking for you alllll morning!"

I look at him and take in every part of his appearance, his golden messy hair and beautiful sea green eyes that are sadly outlined by red. "Really Matt your high already its only 8 in the morning." I say as he swings his arm around my shoulder and starts walking me in the opposite direction of the school. "Matt stop I need to get to school."

"Ughhh. But your always in school, please come with me, just this once? Pretty pleaseee with a cheery on top!" He exclaims. 

Just before I can answer I feel him being tugged away from me, as I turn to see who could have committed such a crime I am met with the cold eyes of my best friend, Nicole. "I think I'll take it from here, thanks for your help though!!!" She beams at me through her fake smile. 

I roll my eyes and walk away, not even bothering to waste my breath talking to her. I mean I understand why she would be mad, her being his girlfriend and all but why does she have to flaunt him in front of me knowing how much I care for him.

Now you may be confused as to why my best friend would do this to me, well when I said we were best friends I meant ex best friends. It all happened sophomore year, we were at a party and she just snapped at me for no good reason and has been acting like a bitch to me ever sense.

I am quickly brought out of my thoughts because my best friends, Leah and Sophie, are running towards me screaming about something. "OH MY GOD!!! We saw you talking to Matt! What was it about! Tell us everything!" They stammered in union.

"He's high, like always, and came to me excepting me to take care of him." I say whist rolling my eyes.

"Oh stop it. You know that you wanted to stay with him and talk no matter how high he was." Sophie mumbles. She was right though I did want to stay with him, I wanted to feel his arm around me for a little longer. I wanted to feel his body close to mine again just for a second so I could savor the feeling.

We talk some more about Matt, much to my liking, as we walk into the school and to our first period classes. I drop Leah and Sophie off at the chemistry room and continue my walk down to the history room, which is only a few doors down.

Once I walk into the room I instantly regret it because I see Matthew and Nicole sitting on MY DESK making out. I confindently walk up to them and mutter more to myself then them, "If you guys are going to make out could you at least sit on one of your own desks and do it."

I stand there staring at the floor and waiting for them to move, I look up for only a split second and in that quick second I catch the gaze of both of them. Nicole gives me a devious smirk before getting off of Matts lap and Matt gives me a sympathetic smile.

Just as the bell rings to signal class has started I sit in my seat and watch as the teacher walks in and starts his boring lecture on the Civil War.

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The day went by pretty quickly after that, after school I went shopping with Leah and Sophie and then walked home after that.

As I walked through the lobby I quickly caught an elevator and waited for it to take me upstairs to my apartment. Just as the doors were about to close a hand caught the door and the elevator doors opened revealing a very familiar face.

I could recognize that black hair and those beautiful icy blue eyes from anywhere. In front of me stood none other than Jake Olson.    

Authors Note:

Trust me this story will get more exciting and less confusing. I know this chapter is boring but I'm trying to introduce the characters and get a feel for the book. Also I apologize for my horrendous grammar. Please just stick with me for the first few chapters I promise it will get more entertaining as you continue reading. <3