The one

Who is he?

Hey, my names Arizona Green. I'm 16 years of age.

I live with my parents, and my older brother. I go to school at Williams High. It's your typical high school. You have the jocks, the preps and your out cast school mates.

You may be wondering where I stand. I'm a jock/prep.

I'm a cheerleader for the school, we call our selves the Williams Pom Squad.

I have my one best friend, her names Elizabeth. We've been friends since kindergarten. She's madly in love with her boyfriend.

Which I should probably mention, she's making me go to a "back to school" party. I'm not very fond of party's but she just got this new boyfriend, and she thinks it would be great if I went to meet his 'friends' so jocks.

Everyone knows that the jocks are assholes. I should know, my brothers one. He tells me all the story's that happen on team trips.

I'm not a huge fan of the story's he tells me. Most of them involve them insulting one another or insulting one of my pom squad.
                                    ***

*beep, beep,beep*
I jolt up out of bed from a deep sleep to the sound of my alarm.

I look around my room before realizing the dream I just had was just a dream.

I go to reach for my I phone 6 on my night stand when I get a text from Elizabeth.

E- you picking me up this morning. I want an iced coffee?

A- I guess so. If you really need one;)

E- yes! I'm dying here. I feel like an actual zombie.

A- I'll be there at 8:30 you better be ready when I get there.

E-okie dokie. <3

Elizabeth always makes me drive her to school and she always makes me stop for Starbucks on the way.  She says it helps her brain be smart or something.

After a few more minutes of checking snapchats and scrolling through Instagram, I decided I need to actually get out of bed if I didn't want to be late and risk her not getting that iced coffee.

As I get out of bed I head over to my closet to pick out an outfit. I'm feeling girly but not to girl. I decide to just go with some light washed distressed skinny jeans and a black tank top and to cover up just a long white knit cardigan. It's my go to outfit.

I head over to my vanity and I go to Spotify and start listening to music. Right now I've been really loving rap music and some country. I know that's a weird mix.

As I brush out my shoulder length black hair, I have my straightener heating up. I always straighten my hair in the mornings because if not it will look like a huge mess and I'm not feeling that look today.

Once I finish my hair, I move into my makeup. I don't do really heavy makeup like everyone else does at my school. I just do foundation, concealer, contour, highlight, my eyebrows and mascara. I do my brows everyday even if I'm not wearing makeup.

By the time I'm don't my hair its 8. So I grab my backpack and I grab my phone and I head down stairs.

My dads the only one up right now, so I just head to the kitchen to make myself a bagel with cream cheese.

"Hey" my dad says as I turn around taking a bite of my bagel.

"Hello" I say back while still chewing.

"Have a good day at school," he says back with a smile, "also when's cheer try outs?"

"Next week" I say while heading for the door. I slip on my black vans, and I grab my car keys from the hook and Leave out the door.
                              ***

I arrive at Elizabeth's place right at 8:30. Right when I get there, she's already outside and ready to go.

She gets in my car and immediately says "come on. I need my brain juice"

I start to leave her lane when I notice there's a moving truck, a few house down. Guess someone finally moved to Williams.

Nobody has moved here in ages. It's been the same people since we moved here. Or at least that's how I remember it.
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We arrive at school 10 minutes before the bell. As we walk through the front doors we say our goodbyes and go our separate ways. Elizabeth's locker is on the other side of the school than mine.

As I'm arriving at my locker, I notice there a new kid. He's pretty tall. A lot taller than me considering I'm like the shortest in this grade. Our school separates lockers by grade so I'm guessing he's in grade 11.

"6,26,2" I say to myself as I put in my locker combination.

That's when I hear someone come up beside me.
"Hey, I think that's my locker" I hear

"I'm pretty sure I know what lockers mine" I say as I look up to the new kid standing and looking down. He's really tall up close. Maybe 6'2?

I look back down and notice Its a black lock and mines pink...

"Shoot" I say while I look around to see where my locker is.

"It's chill. I take it as yours is the pink one" he says pointing at the lock right beside me.

"Yeah" I say as step over to my locker and unlock it.

"I'm new here, the names Quaid" he says still looking at me.

"I'm Arizona, but everyone calls me Ari" I say putting my back pack on the hook.

"Well Ari, what class you have first?" He asks

I look up at him and I notice he had really dark hair and his eyes are literally the colour of the ocean. I think he caught be starring because now he's looking away...

"Umm, Science" I finally spit out.

"Cool me to, with Mr. lang?" He asks while looking at me.

"Yeah" I say back. I turn back to my locker and when I look back he's gone.

That was weird. But he's pretty cute. I need to tell Elizabeth this. She will totally filp. Especially if I say he's cute. I don't talk about boys much but for some reason I need to talk about this one.