August 17 2018
"Can you make those really good blueberry pancakes you make mom?" I request. I mean it's my first day of school, I need that yummy energy.
"Sure, I can't make many though. Running late for work." My mom explains. My mom only makes those pancakes for special days. And today is the first day of school. I'm so excited. P.S. I'm a huge nerd!
"I'll make these while you go get ready, hurry or you'll be late." It's my first day of junior year. I'm only 16 because my birthday is in June so I'm behind everyone else.
"K" I say fast and hop up to my room.... Hmmmm what to wear, what to wear???? I think I'll wear some blue skinny jeans and a The 1975 Tee. My favorite band. Once I'm done getting dressed I brush my teeth (and floss obviously) and then brush my hair. I decide to braid it into a fish braid. After I do my hygiene, you know deodorant, maybe some perfume.
After all that I fix my bed for later tonight because it needs to be perfect. Then I plug my IPhone 8 in so it's charged after I eat. Then off I go.
"The pancakes done?" I scream by yelling down the stairs while making my way over their.
"Girl shush, your sisters still asleep, her school doesn't start till 9". She glares at my face which is fortunately stuff with pancakes already. Yummm!! I eat all my pancakes while mom goes and gets ready herself.
"Bye mom. See you after school". I scream up to her yelling and running to the door. Oops I almost forgot my phone. Better get that fast!
"Bye, and quit running you'll get your asthma all worked up". She yells back down. By this point I'm half way out the door and practically falling down the stairs.
Oh yeah I forgot.
My friend Ally's here to pick me up. She's a senior and my best friend. We're both really shy, but not to each other. I hop in her car and she starts driving.
"Hey missy Lern, you ready for yours and my junior and senior years. One more year and I'm outta here." There's one thing we have that's different, she hates school and I love it.
"You're crazy, I'm so ready for this. Can't wait." I smile so my cheeks hurt.
"Did you get your classes?" I ask. I did, mines English 11, Calculus, Psychology, and Spanish 4.
"Yep" she replies. "I only have three, perks of being a senior". I roll my eyes at this. She's always bragging.
"I got" she continues. "Advanced Algebra, French 4 and Music Technology." She says after turning a corner. I live about 6 miles away from school. Ally lives about 11.
"You know I signed up for Music Tech too for next year." I say. We both love music sooooooo much. And by this time we're almost to school now.
"You know I think we have a new teacher" Ally says.
"Really?" I ask
"Yeah, but I think it's some old guy, whatever not important", " I thought it would be some hot guy". She winks.
"Ewwww stop that's disgusting!" I complain. I've never been in a relationship. Never been on a date. Never never even kissed anyone yet. Guess I just haven't found the right boy yet. Which sucks because I really want to be in a relationship.
"Ugh, we're here". Ally groans. She parks and we both get out. Takes about 15 yards until we walk through the doors to my school.
I take a big sniff.... smells like that one lemon cleaner. Yuck. I suddenly get more shy. Don't blame me. I'm around all these random strangers that are probably judging me at the moment. I only know Ally and it breaks my heart when we part ways. I start heading to my locker.
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