Hey. I'm Bebe Rexha & up until today I was regular teenage girl. Now, I'm starting school at Superstar High! All of the celebrities who want to be somebody go to Superstar High. Hopefully I'll be as famous as some of the celebrities who went to school there. My dad always wanted to go to Superstar High but money was tight in his household. We've saved up enough money for me to go to Superstar a High & I couldn't be more excited. I've been singing and playing my trumpet, guitar, & piano for as long as I can remember. Hopefully Superstar High is everything I've dreamed of. _________________________________________________________________
Bebe: Hi, is this the principal's office?
Principal McCartney: Yes, you're in the right place sweetheart.
Bebe: It's nice to meet you Principal McCartney.
Principal McCartney: It's nice to meet you Bleta.
Bebe: You can call me Bebe.
Principal McCartney: Alright Bebe; here's your new schedule. This is Charlotte. She'll be showing you around the school. I hope you have a good day.
*Bebe & Charlotte leave the office.*
Bebe: It's nice to meet you Charlotte.
Charlotte: You too, and please call me Charli.
Bebe: Alright Charli, so what should I know about this school?
Charli: I don't think that I really have to show you all the classrooms. That stuff's pretty self-explanatory. What you've got to see is the cafeteria. It's a breeding ground of mischief, making out, & meatloaf. The three M's of Superstar High's cafeteria.
Bebe: Let's go see it then!
*Charli & Bebe walk to the cafeteria.*
Charli: Welcome to the craziest place on Earth. _________________________________________________________________
I looked around and saw people throwing food, screaming,and basically doing anything BUT eating. I didn't blame them. The mashed potatoes did look pretty disgusting. _________________________________________________________________
Charli: Let me point out to you who's hot & who's not. _________________________________________________________________
Jocks: Popular, great at sports, have "hot" girlfriends, agressive (LeBron James, Tristan Thompson, Stephen Curry, Lionel Messi, Blake Griffin)
Hotties: Not talented, popular, wear five pounds of makeup, date the jocks (Kourtney, Kim, & Khloé Kardashian, Kendall and Kylie Jenner)
Prep Boys: Date the cheerleaders, popular, friends with the jocks (Justin Timberlake, Adam Levine, Shawn Mendes, Cameron Dallas, Nick Jonas)
Cheerleaders: Popular, rich, stylish (Britney Spears, Beyoncé, Rihanna, Katy Perry, Lady Gaga, Nicki Minaj)
Junior Cheerleaders: Wannabe cheerleaders, loud, always together (Taylor Swift, Selena Gomez, Ariana Grande, Miley Cyrus, Demi Lovato, Cardi B)
Nerds: Obsessed with computers, picked on by jocks (Mark Zuckerburg, Evan Spiegel, Jim Parsons)
Rebels: ALWAYS. IN. ROOM. 269. (Detention), hang out under the bleachers (Justin Bieber, Jeremy Meeks, Taylor Momsen)
Slackers: Never do their homework, rarely ever show up to class (Lil Pump, Lil Wayne, Lil Xan, Lil Yachty) _________________________________________________________________
Bebe: Alright... well, where am I going to sit.
Charli: You can sit with me and my friends: Rita, Camila, & Dua. I think you'll really like Rita. Her & I are going to record a song together. We just need to find a few more people. Camila is too busy and the song doesn't fit Dua's range. Maybe you could sing in it!
Bebe: Maybe, I think I'll wait though. I barely even know my way around this place yet.
Charli: Alright. Make sure to call me if you change your mind. My number is +1 (213) ***-****.
Bebe: I will. _________________________________________________________________
*After Lunch*
I only have one class left for the day. Gym. Hopefully that goes well. My class has 14 people. Coach Johnson says that we are going to be starting our lacrosse unit. He starts partnering us up.
Kourtney Kardashian & Evan Spiegel Tristan Thompson & Selena Gomez Beyoncé & Lil Pump Ariana Grande & Lionel Messi Jaleel White & Khloé Kardashian Lil Wayne & Katy Perry
Finally, he calls my name. "Bebe Rexha & Shawn Mendes." I turn around to see the most beautiful brown-haired boy I've ever seen. He's wearing a grey sweater and is chewing on a fresh piece of gum. He shoots a small smile at me and playfully passes the ball to me. _________________________________________________________________
Shawn: You ever played basketball before?
Bebe: No, I'm not really into sports.
Shawn: Me neither. My music, especially my guitar is where my heart's at.
Bebe: No way, you play guitar. I do too.
Shawn: Cool. Maybe you could come over to my house and we could play sometime.
*Before Bebe can respond, Coach Johnson walks by.*
Coach Johnson: Mendes, you know the rules. No gum in my class. Spit it out. If I see it one more time I'll give you detention.
Shawn: Okay, Coach Johnson.
*Coach Johnson walks away*
Shawn: Ugh... teachers can be so strict.
Bebe: Tell me about it.
Shawn: At least I didn't get a detention.
Bebe: That's a relief.
*The bell rings.*
Shawn: I'll see you tomorrow Bebe.
Bebe: You too. _________________________________________________________________
As I sit on the bus, I think about what happened today. Charli seems really nice. Maybe, I will record that song with her and that Rita girl. And then there's Shawn. He's so dreamy. I hope I have more classes with him. He seems so sweet, I just need to make sure he doesn't have a girlfriend. Hopefully not. I'll be pretty upset if he does because... I think I'm falling in love.