Diverse

Braceletes and Ukuleles

-Sams POV-

I woke up in a complete bliss of nerves. For most this would be the start of a bad day, but to be completely honest this has been my life for years. I lift my dull body out of the covers. Shivering against the bare cold floor hitting my feet. The echoing of my footsteps as I stepped outside my room to a silent house. I creeped my way over to my bathroom. Looking up to the mirror in disgust. My hands ran against my torso as I tried hard to suck in any stomach fat I had. I squished my face with my palms, moving it around to try to get a thin and structured jawline. I braced my hands on the counter, staring in hatred. I was broken away from my swarm of thoughts by my mother. I heard her soft calls as I made my way out. I walked down the stairs and into the bright kitchen. I squinted my eyes, sitting down with a thump.

We moved to this town, because my father got a job offer here. Today was my mother's job interview and my first day at a new high school. My mom was so worried about today, she couldn't sleep 'til 3 am. During those hours of insomnia, my mother kept picking her outfit, makeup look, and rehearsing greetings. I didn't go to sleep until 3:30 am, because of the constant pacing around from my parents room. The only reason my mother went to sleep last night was because my father forced her too. My mother quietly served me as my dad grabbed his lunch and left. After an incident that occurred a few years back, my family seems to have lost connection with one another. We act normal in front of everyone, but behind closed doors was a different story. I  finished my breakfast and said goodbye to the rest of my family before walking out towards the bus stop. I waited and just stood there scrolling through my phone, trying to avoid everyone else nearby. Finally, the bus arrived and everyone started to board. I made my way to the very back until a girl waved at me to sit down. I point to myself to double check she actually meant me and she nodded her head vigorously. I sat down and shrunk into my seat.

"Hi! Im Jen!" She smiled at me.

"Sam.." I gave a little wave to Jen. She had light blonde hair with pink highlights.  Her hair was in long curly pigtails, and her skin was pale. Her eyes were a piercing blue as her left had a hint of brown in it. Her face was pointed with a button nose, and she had a huge smile. She was dressed in a pastel pink sweatshirt, a black skirt, white stockings, and white converse.

"So Sam, tell me about yourself, oh and by the way, I like your ukulele bag!" She pointed to my galaxy ukulele bag. "I also like animals, they're so cute! I just want to cuddle with them all day and eat sweets! Speaking of sweets, what's your favorite candy? Mines m&m's, I just love chocolate! Speaking of chocolate and sweets, there's a candy shop right down the street from my favorite Cafe! That cafe has the best hot chocolate in the city! " she rambled on in her high pitched giggly voice.

I felt my head start to ache as I tried to follow along with Jens excitement. After a while I finally tried to talk to her.

"Yeah, I play ukulele. Wanna hear me strum?" I felt proud that I spoke and she started nodding. I took my ukulele out of the case and started playing a melody.

Afterwards she looked at me with a huge smile and said, "Neat. So I've never seen you around campus. Are you new?" She started calming down ,which gave me a sense of ease.

"Yeah. I just moved here", I replied.

"Cool! Well if you don't have anyone to hang out with during lunch, I'm sure my friend group won't mind having you there", she said with calmer tone.

"Yeah. Thanks," I said trying to smile to not seem impolite. The bus came at a stop in front of the school and Jen got up with her things.

"Well see you around, Sam!" I did a little wave back and then faced the school. Wishing I could easily ask where my first class would be.

I entered my first period after much finding. It was an all strings music theory class. I sat in the very back hoping no one notices me. I was still a little shaky but I managed to calm down my breathing. I took my music, practicing a little bit before the class started. Then a tall muscular guy was sitting next to me. I was freaking out inside my head trying not to mess up while playing. I wanted to show off my skills so he knows I'm decent at something.

"You play nice."

I looked up and saw him smiling at me. It was sincere, but I was terrified I would say something wrong. "Thanks," I said back, feeling pressure on my chest.

"You're clearly new or you just got your schedule change. Which one is it?" He said it with such confident and ease I almost asked him how he was so calm.

Instead I said, "I'm new."

"What's your name?" He looked down to me.

I felt myself shrinking down into my seat as I responded with, "Sam. Yours?"

"Ah, so you can keep a conversation! I'm only teasing. My name's Jason," he joked.

"Haha yeah...what instrument do you play?" I was feeling more confident.

"Guitar. You don't have many friends here, do you?"

"No. I kind of made a friend with someone, but it wasn't the best conversation."

"Oh. Well you could hang out with my friends and I at lunch. They always accept new people no matter how weird."

"Thanks."

"Oh-by the way-Mr. Barker is a nice music teacher. He's really good at making a scene though. He might put you on the spot so be careful, bracelets." I looked down at the bracelets I had on, which was about five on each wrist. Each one had a story, and each was important.

I smiled shyly, "Please tell me that's not my new nickname..."

Jason slightly chuckled, "To late."

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Okay so I've had this book unpublished for a while but I wish to continue it. I'll try to keep a steady updating schedule, possibly every Wednesday. Anyways thanks for reading I should probably get sleep. Goodnight!
(EDIT!!!)
I decided to go back and edit every chapter as I hated how this book came off as. (the others chapters are pretty bad but I'm updating) 10/16/18.
-Sincerely, me.

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