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"Are you ready?" My sister asked as we headed out the door.
"No, Im tired and want to crawl back in bed" I responded with a hint of annoyance.
"It's senior year. This is our year!! This is the year when everything changes and we have no cares!" she said way too perky for my taste at 7 in the morning.
"Maybe for you, but I'm focusing on my future. I mean whats going to happen after this? College. Our life. It's not all fun and games you know. Pretty soon we are going to have to go away and--"
"Look Debby downer, you need to chill out. Just enjoy the last year of high school--" Jackie said.
"What, you mean with a bunch of people I'm probably never going to see again?" She put a finger over my mouth.
"Exactly" she said as we both climbed into the car, starting the engine, and drove towards the last place I wanted to be.
*******
"That assembly was so long. Why do we have to do this every single year? I mean isn't it enough freshman year to have to sit through the principals boring speeches? No one listens anyways" Kaylee stated.
"Hey I listen" is what i said with laughter in my voice.
"Well, we know you do little miss goody goody" Violet chimed in.
"I am not a little miss goody goody, I just find them interesting" I replied back.
"Ok" violet said obviously not accepting my answer.
"So how was your summer guys" I mustered up the courage to say. I don't know why it was so hard for me to speak to them. Let alone anyone for that matter. I mean we've been friends since freshman year, they accept me for who I am right?
"Boring" they both said in unison.
"I worked most of the time" Kaylee said reminding me I still had yet to find a job.
"Oo that sucks."
"And I spent my time working as well, but I did happen to see Tyler a couple times" Violet said with definite excitement sounding in her voice.
Tyler. I wondered how he was doing. We were close as children but that's because our mothers were. Somewhere down the road I guess we just drifted apart, although once in a while I catch up with him. It's probably time I do that. But I don't want to interfere with whatever is going on with violet and him, that could cause issues. Issues I had no desire for while figuring out my future.
"So what about you, did you meet anyone?"
"No" I responded.
"Don't worry I'm sure you'll find someone you like. Not all the boys in this school are jerks."kaylee chimed in.
"I seriously doubt that" is what I said before turning my head and catching the eye of a curly haired boy with mesmerizing green eyes.
"Oo I think she's found someone already" Kaylee said.
"Oh oh I think I know who." Violet responded.
"You guys are crazy, I wasn't looking at anyone." I responded with confidence in my voice hoping they wouldn't suspect something which was clearly obscene.
"Fine we'll drop it. For now" violet said with a smirk on her face.
"Good, cause I have nothing to hide."
********
"Well class I made up a seating chart for you all, so if you don't like where you sit go complain to your neighbor because I sure dont want to hear about it" the teacher said obviously upset her summer was over.
I looked at the chart finding where I sat not even bothering to look at who was going to surround me. It's not like I talk anyways. A couple minutes later, just before the bell rang, in walked Mr. Curly. He sat in the seat right in front of me. Of course, it had to be him. The boy every girl can't help but drool over. Every girl except for me. I could see through his little jokes and I wanted no part of this.
"Now this better not be happening every day Mr. Styles" the teacher said interrupting my thoughts.
"Why of course not, love" he replied with those dimples of his.
And there it was. The British accent he possessed that every girl swooned over. Disgusting. He's had it ever since he was a boy. His parents are British so when they had him the accent must have just stuck because that's what he grew up around. At least that's what I suspect. Now was the time to see who else was around, oh there's Austin next to me-I think he moved here last year. And there's Chris in front of him who I barely recognized. Wow I feel so oblivious. They seemed to hit it off pretty good though cracking jokes over there.
"Hello" said a voice very distinguished from the rest of the voices, mostly American.
"Hi" I responded flatly with no intention of speaking any further, but of course that wasn't his plan.
"So how are you?"
"How am I? Well, I'm extremely tired from the fact that school has started again and I had to wake up this morning at 6" I replied a bit annoyed.
"Haha good thing I'm a guy. I don't have to worry about looking cute for the lads at school" Harry chuckled.
"Oh you sure about that?"
"what's got you in a twist?" laughter and curiosity lingering in his voice.
"Nothing, just the fact that I'm trying to focus on my work but an ignorant lad is trying to distract me for whatever reason" I said hoping he would catch on to my sarcasm.
"We'll that's too bad then isn't it," he sounded hurt. "I'll just leave you to whatever it is your doing."
"Thanks" I replied happy that he finally shut his mouth.
*********
"So how was your first day of senior year?" My mom asked once she arrived home.
"Fine."
"That's it? Just fine" she questioned sounding a little disappointed.
"Yup, how was work?"
"Great, a customer said I looked stunning today" she said with a wink and that playful smile of hers. Sometimes I wonder how she could be my mother. So happy all the time, never seeming to care what others think about her. Why aren't I like that? I wondered this as she proceeded to tell me about her day all while I stared out the living room window. She always tells me story's about her past and how her and her friend Mida would sneak out and get into trouble one way or another. My mother is in no way trying to persuade me to do the things she did, she just "lives in the past" at least that's what the family says. I admit sometimes it gets on my nerves but I wouldn't want her any other way.
Im looking out the window trying to figure out all the thoughts running through my head when I spot something, or someone.
"No, Im tired and want to crawl back in bed" I responded with a hint of annoyance.
"It's senior year. This is our year!! This is the year when everything changes and we have no cares!" she said way too perky for my taste at 7 in the morning.
"Maybe for you, but I'm focusing on my future. I mean whats going to happen after this? College. Our life. It's not all fun and games you know. Pretty soon we are going to have to go away and--"
"Look Debby downer, you need to chill out. Just enjoy the last year of high school--" Jackie said.
"What, you mean with a bunch of people I'm probably never going to see again?" She put a finger over my mouth.
"Exactly" she said as we both climbed into the car, starting the engine, and drove towards the last place I wanted to be.
*******
"That assembly was so long. Why do we have to do this every single year? I mean isn't it enough freshman year to have to sit through the principals boring speeches? No one listens anyways" Kaylee stated.
"Hey I listen" is what i said with laughter in my voice.
"Well, we know you do little miss goody goody" Violet chimed in.
"I am not a little miss goody goody, I just find them interesting" I replied back.
"Ok" violet said obviously not accepting my answer.
"So how was your summer guys" I mustered up the courage to say. I don't know why it was so hard for me to speak to them. Let alone anyone for that matter. I mean we've been friends since freshman year, they accept me for who I am right?
"Boring" they both said in unison.
"I worked most of the time" Kaylee said reminding me I still had yet to find a job.
"Oo that sucks."
"And I spent my time working as well, but I did happen to see Tyler a couple times" Violet said with definite excitement sounding in her voice.
Tyler. I wondered how he was doing. We were close as children but that's because our mothers were. Somewhere down the road I guess we just drifted apart, although once in a while I catch up with him. It's probably time I do that. But I don't want to interfere with whatever is going on with violet and him, that could cause issues. Issues I had no desire for while figuring out my future.
"So what about you, did you meet anyone?"
"No" I responded.
"Don't worry I'm sure you'll find someone you like. Not all the boys in this school are jerks."kaylee chimed in.
"I seriously doubt that" is what I said before turning my head and catching the eye of a curly haired boy with mesmerizing green eyes.
"Oo I think she's found someone already" Kaylee said.
"Oh oh I think I know who." Violet responded.
"You guys are crazy, I wasn't looking at anyone." I responded with confidence in my voice hoping they wouldn't suspect something which was clearly obscene.
"Fine we'll drop it. For now" violet said with a smirk on her face.
"Good, cause I have nothing to hide."
********
"Well class I made up a seating chart for you all, so if you don't like where you sit go complain to your neighbor because I sure dont want to hear about it" the teacher said obviously upset her summer was over.
I looked at the chart finding where I sat not even bothering to look at who was going to surround me. It's not like I talk anyways. A couple minutes later, just before the bell rang, in walked Mr. Curly. He sat in the seat right in front of me. Of course, it had to be him. The boy every girl can't help but drool over. Every girl except for me. I could see through his little jokes and I wanted no part of this.
"Now this better not be happening every day Mr. Styles" the teacher said interrupting my thoughts.
"Why of course not, love" he replied with those dimples of his.
And there it was. The British accent he possessed that every girl swooned over. Disgusting. He's had it ever since he was a boy. His parents are British so when they had him the accent must have just stuck because that's what he grew up around. At least that's what I suspect. Now was the time to see who else was around, oh there's Austin next to me-I think he moved here last year. And there's Chris in front of him who I barely recognized. Wow I feel so oblivious. They seemed to hit it off pretty good though cracking jokes over there.
"Hello" said a voice very distinguished from the rest of the voices, mostly American.
"Hi" I responded flatly with no intention of speaking any further, but of course that wasn't his plan.
"So how are you?"
"How am I? Well, I'm extremely tired from the fact that school has started again and I had to wake up this morning at 6" I replied a bit annoyed.
"Haha good thing I'm a guy. I don't have to worry about looking cute for the lads at school" Harry chuckled.
"Oh you sure about that?"
"what's got you in a twist?" laughter and curiosity lingering in his voice.
"Nothing, just the fact that I'm trying to focus on my work but an ignorant lad is trying to distract me for whatever reason" I said hoping he would catch on to my sarcasm.
"We'll that's too bad then isn't it," he sounded hurt. "I'll just leave you to whatever it is your doing."
"Thanks" I replied happy that he finally shut his mouth.
*********
"So how was your first day of senior year?" My mom asked once she arrived home.
"Fine."
"That's it? Just fine" she questioned sounding a little disappointed.
"Yup, how was work?"
"Great, a customer said I looked stunning today" she said with a wink and that playful smile of hers. Sometimes I wonder how she could be my mother. So happy all the time, never seeming to care what others think about her. Why aren't I like that? I wondered this as she proceeded to tell me about her day all while I stared out the living room window. She always tells me story's about her past and how her and her friend Mida would sneak out and get into trouble one way or another. My mother is in no way trying to persuade me to do the things she did, she just "lives in the past" at least that's what the family says. I admit sometimes it gets on my nerves but I wouldn't want her any other way.
Im looking out the window trying to figure out all the thoughts running through my head when I spot something, or someone.
Updatedddd :)
9/2/13