I soon wake from my trance and realise the class is making there way out. Shit, its lunch and I have no one to sit with. I quickly jump up, grab my bag and head out the door. I see all these Louis screaming students passing through the hall. Now where was my locker... ..I grab my little map from pocket and try to navigate my way to my locker, but someone shoves me and it gets pulled out of my hand and going onto the floor and getting ripped to shreds. No, soon people clear out of the hall, they must have gone for lunch. I start making my way down the hall, but they all look the same. I don't think I'm going to find my loc...... Wait a sec is that Bryce. Bryce's locker was right next to mine. As I walk up to him I all of a sudden feel really embarrassed. I tilt me head down and open my locker. " Hey Lauren" wow he still remembers my name. "Hey".
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Wishful Thinking
ChickLitThis is the story of a girl and her new school, how she settles in and realising her status at the school. Will she ever become populate? Read on to find out....
