Hey! My name's Eliza. Short for Elizabeth and no before you ask my last name is not Schuyler. No I'm not a descendant of Alexander Hamilton or related in any way. I'm just your normal, average, basic, 13 -almost 14- year old middle school girl. There is really nothing special about me whatsoever. But I do kind of sort of like this one guy named Mason. He's already a freshman in high school. I'm in the eighth grade. I've known him since I was in 2nd grade.
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I walk into sixth period. My French class. McKenzie walks into class.
"Rachel still isn't here?" I say.
"No. She said she'll be here before 9th period."
"That's the last period of the day and it's the last day until spring break."
"I know. "
"Bonjour, classe!" Our teacher, Madame Carson yells throughout the class. After that I just zone out.
Finally, 9th period. My favorite of the day. The last period. Drama class. Rachel walks in.
"Rachel!"
"Eliza!" We run to each other and hug each other. We're best friends who haven't seen each other in 4 days.
"You're late." I say.
"Yeah. I know." She looks back toward the door and sees Mason. "Look who's almost late to class."
"Yeah, yeah." The bell rings just as he sits down. After school I go home and sleep. Kenzie texts me.
"Hey."
"Hi." I say.
"Enjoying your spring break?"
"Yes. I so need it!"
"Same. I'm gonna go eat dinner."
"I'm going back to sleep."
"Kk"
As soon as I put my phone down I fall into a deep dreamless sleep.
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Another Cliché Love Story
Romance14 year old Eiza's world is turned upside down by two guys named Parker and Mason. Her best friend McKenzie has no clue how to help. Neither girl knows what is going to happen next. Their lives just seem like one big cliché romance novel. What happe...
