why me?

the new kid✨

Willow Hill. One of the richest towns in the whole country. It's got everything you could ever want... from museums full of priceless art, to world class shopping malls. Not to mention that some of the richest and famous people in the world live here.
Whether it's that famous actor from that one movie, or that hot singer that you hate to love (you know the one)
There's no question about it, Willow Hill is THE place to be if you have the money.

And then there's me... Nessa Barrett. I'm 17 years old and I also live in Willow Hill.

I woke up from sleeping for 4 hours and stumbled out of bed in my cozy t-shirt and sweats. My eyes hurt from still trying to wake up and I had HUGE bags under my eyes.
And before you ask, no those bags under my eyes aren't from partying. Ever since my dad passed away, I've had trouble sleeping. Doctors call it insomnia but I call it a pain in the ass.
I quickly check the mirror and to this day, I still startled myself sometimes.
Nessa: Well, nothing a little makeup won't fix
I quickly apply some concealer, foundation, blush, mascara and eyeshadow to cover up how EXTRA tired I look, then get dressed for school.
I put on a white long sleeve shirt with a short black dress over top. This is the school uniform and YES it sucks. But at least every girl isn't comparing each other anymore.
Mom: Nessa! Lea's here! *yells from downstairs*
Nessa: Coming!
I run downstairs to the living room
Mom: There you are, I was starting to think you were a vampire

That's my Mom. Apart from Lea, she's my best friend. After my Dad died, she's had to work two jobs just to keep us afloat.

Mom: Did you sleep well?
Nessa: Not really
Mom: Oh honey, I'm so sorry *pulls me into a hug* You need to see a specialist
I quickly pull away from her
Nessa: Mom, we've been over this. We can hardly afford rent, much less some over priced doctor. Plus what's he gonna say? Get some exercise? Take some Advil or NyQuil? No texting before bed?
Mom: I just want you to be happy and healthy, that's all. You're in high school now, these should be some of the best years of your life
Nessa: Thanks Mom. Speaking of high school I should go. I'm sure Lea's getting impatient
Mom: Alright, see you tonight. I'm making chicken pot pie for dinner.
Nessa: My favourite, I'll see you for dinner
I walk outside and see Lea standing at the end of my driveway
Lea: There you are! I was worried I'd have to send a search party

That's Lea Goldstein, my best friend since elementary school. She's one of my favourite people but I have to admit that ever since we started high school she's been a little boy crazy

Lea: You'll never guess what just happened!
Nessa: What?
Lea: Bryce Hall just announced his big First Friday party!
Nessa: So?
Lea: So? Bryce Hall is one of the most popular kids in school! This is our big chance to break into high society!
Nessa: Yeah but Bryce Hall doesn't even know that either one of us exist.
Lea: Not true! I sit next to him in chemistry class and just the other day he called me Leann!
Nessa: But your name is Lea
Lea: The point is, he acknowledged my existence! Anyway, it's a start. All we have to do is get on his radar and we're home free!
Nessa: Alright Lea, i'll think about it. In the meantime, we better get to school or the only radar we'll get on is the Hall Monitor's

Willow High School, my home away from home. It's a strange place, perched directly between one of the richest zip codes in the country and one of the poorest. Guess which side I'm on :)

Lea and I were at our lockers before class started
Lea: Did you hear that Josh Richards got a convertible? He literally couldn't get any cooler if he tried
Nessa: Lea, there's more to life then just being "cool"
Lea: You're right, I should really get highlights *combs through her hair with her fingers*

That's not what I mean

Three girls walk down the hall in their little group and some kids run down the hall away from them.