chapter 1: Crash and Meet

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The alarm on my phone went off on the pillow beside my head. I got enough energy to lift my arm out of the covers to turn it off and then looked at the time. 6:30 was too early to wake up, don't get me wrong, I love mornings, I'm a morning person, I just don't like mornings when I have to go to school. People automatically think just because I get good grades and work hard means that I love school. Well guess what? I don't. It just means I'm a perfectionist. The whole school thing never was my thing, everyone coming into the school like an army of people who get no sleep, go to class for an hour, then go to the next class and so on. Then eventually going home just to do more school work, depriving themselves of sleep, then going back the next day to do the same thing, and all to learn nothing useful. When you get into the real world, you learn about real life, not just some poem by Shakespeare, I mean the dude's a genius, just not my preferred reading material.

I figured it was time to stop procrastinating getting out of bed, so I hauled off the covers and swung my legs around and planted my feet on the floor. I did all the usual stuff a girl does in the morning: brush my teeth, get dressed, do my hair and put a little bit of makeup on. And by little I mean little. I hate wearing a lot, somedays I don't wear any. I also never brush my hair, that's something I will never do, it makes my hair look frizzy and that's just not a good look.

I walked down the stairs and went into the kitchen to get some breakfast. I got an avocado out from the fridge and started cutting it in half.

"You look nice today dear" my mom said as she came into the kitchen.

"Thanks" I replied. I was surprised by her compliment. One because I look like I do everyday and two because everyday she always tell me how I don't "put enough effort" into how I look. I think she says that because when I was younger I always wanted to dress super fancy. That and probably because I don't wear a lot of makeup and I don't do a lot with my hair. I used to either curl or straighten my hair everyday, but now I think it's just too much work and plus, I like my natural wavy hair.

Getting back to my avocado, I scooped out one half and started mashing it on my plate while my bread was in the toaster. Once my toast was done I put it on a clean plate and spread the avocado on my toast and sprinkled a bit of pepper on it. I have it everyday for breakfast, probably shouldn't cause my mom always tells me I'll get fat if I eat too much bread, but honestly I don't care. It's too good.

It's 8:00, so I packed all of my books and got on my coat and boots and headed out the door. I usually drive myself to school everyday and drive home, I got my license almost a year ago, even though I was a junior, it's cause my birthday is early in the year. I also drive to school because I hate the bus, probably because I don't like people. Most of them are fake, or annoying and I just don't like them. The only people I can stand are my parents, my aunt and uncle, and my closest friends. Other than that don't talk to me cause you automatically piss me off. Well I mean I guess that's not true, I just get irritated quick, I'm not sure why just, people aren't my thing, my parents call me anti-social.

I was looking out at the view that was in front of me. I like the town I live; my parents and I live in Greenwich, Connecticut. It's the perfect place to live cause you're close to Hartford and New York is a 40 minute train ride. I love New York, like I wanna live there when I graduate, my family doesn't though. They all think I should go to Yale or something because I'm "smart" but like I said school isn't my thing, I'd probably want to kill myself if I went there.

The ride to school is about 5-10 minutes, depending on traffic. I don't mind, it gives me time to listen to music, I practically play music anywhere and everywhere, I love it. I play the piano, guitar, ukulele, and I used to play the violin but I ended up not really liking it so I quit, but I want to pursue music, but that will probably not happen cause it's hard to get into that business and I don't think I'm that good anyway.

I was kinda nervous for my first day back to school. The January Exams were last week so everybody returns the Wednesday after and we all have new schedules, so that means all new classes until the end of the year, and just so you know, I'm not excited. It's not like I'm one of those girls that can't wait to get up and go to school cause their crush is there. I don't have anybody. I never will. At least for a long time. I see myself eventually getting married and having kids in the FAR future, but guys in high school are all players. They enjoy the chase, but once they catch what they've chased after, they just want to throw it away. The guys who flirt with girls and tease them really piss me off. They act like they like the girl just to get in their pants, and the girls are dumb enough to fall for it, I should know I was one of those girls. And trust me I hate myself for it, but I was still a virgin though. One guy broke me and I continue to still believe, after over a year, that love just doesn't exist, not in high school anyways. Lust is all guys can commit to, that's the only thing that exists in the air of my school, other than everyone's bullshit.

I walked into school, which made me hate my life, and stopped by the office for my new schedule. I then walked to Alivia Walker's locker, my best friend. Every morning I would go to her locker because that's where my other friend's lockers are and plus, we usually get to school at the same time. I saw her as I came down the hallway, and thought to myself wow we are the hottest bitches in West Greenwich High.

Alivia was pretty, she wore a lot more makeup than I did, but it didn't look cakey or anything, and she always had her hair straightened everyday, her poor hair was probably crying. She was taller than me and always wore skinny jeans with some type of top.

"You excited to be back here cause I'm not" she stated as I approached her.

''Yeah that's gonna be a no from me dawg" I replied, quoting Randy Jackson, which I did quite often. She giggled and then I saw our best friend Macy come down the hall with her boyfriend, Steven.

"What classes do you guys have?'' Macy said as she took our schedules from us. "UGH, we only have one fucking class with all of us together" Macy emphasized the word fucking. It was her thing. Somedays I wish a carried a swear jar around just for her. She fucking swore all the fucking time, it was annoying as fuck. Not really, she was actually really fucking funny.

"Well that sucks, I was hoping we'd have at least two or three together, but whatever'' I replied. "I should probably get to first period, the bell's about to ring, I'll see you guys next period in physics."

"Haavvveee fuuunn" Macy said sarcastically.

"Oh trust me I won't" I uttered before making my way down the hall and up the stairs to biology. Before I got there I saw my ex-bestfriend and the guy I was in love with before he broke my heart. Nate. Nathan was the guy I was talking about earlier and considerably one of the hottest guys in the whole school, along with all his friends. I've been avoiding him and making eye-contact since the start of junior year; after we stopped talking over the summer it's just weird trying to get the friendship back like it was before. It's a work in progress, but I feel like I'm making a huge mistake. But I also feel like if he's not in my life, then I'm missing something.

I walked into bio and sat beside my other best friends, Kat and Jordan. They were both gorgeous, Katherine had brown hair with light skin and a bit of freckles covering her nose and cheeks, while Jordan had beautiful tanned skin with dark brown hair that draped over her shoulders. Mr. Matthews was the bio teacher, he was old and always walked like he had a stick up his ass, but he was nice. Class started and about 15 minutes into it, the secretary announced something on the intercom.

"Can Stella Jones go to guidance?''

"She's on her way" Matthews replied as I walked out of the classroom. I need to go to guidance because somehow, the genius who puts all the schedules together left a blank in my period 3 slot. I was hoping I'd get art or music or Phys. Ed., something I actually like doing, but with my luck I probably won't. I'm not being pessimistic or anything, I just don't have good luck, or any luck for that matter, if I had any, it was bad luck.

I have to listen to every second, if you didn't already know, so I looked down at my phone and put in earbuds so I could listen to music on the way there. I hit something hard and realized it was a person as we both fell to the floor.

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