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I throw my arm out of my warm blankets and hit my alarm clock. I get out of bed and go to the bathroom

After getting out the shower I brush my teeth, do my hair and put on my clothes.

Today I'm wearing a simple baggy pink hoodie and black skinny jeans with rips at the knees. I get my bag, my bracelet, and glasses and go downstairs.

I grab some toast and start walking to school.

Today is Monday, I hate Mondays. I think everyone does though. That's like, a universal fact.

After a 15 minute walk to school, I meet Adam and Courtney at my locker.

"There's this party Saturday and you're coming," Courtney says. I open my locker and turn towards my best friends.

"Yeah, you totally have to come!" Adam says loud enough for the people at the end of the hall to hear.

"Guys, you know I can't I have dance practice. You're just rubbing it in my face now," I poke my bottom lip out and fake pout.

"Well, I'm still going. I'll see ya later," Adam says and walks off to his next class. I close my locker and link my arm with Courtney's.

"If you want I won't go just because you can't."

"No no no you go ahead, I'm not gonna stop you," I tell Courtney.

If I make her miss out on a party because I can't go again she probably won't talk to me for a whole two weeks. Last time it was only one. She's that serious about parties.

"Oh thank god, I was hoping you'd say that," she says and then tells me bye. She enters her class while I enter mine. They're right across the hall from one another.

I sit in the back in my assigned seat and pull out my books. The bell rings for class to start and the teacher starts talking.

Mr. Roberts is my calculus teacher. He hands out a sheet of paper and I get to work. I'm pretty much a nerd except I'm not good at history.

Speaking of. After a while, the bell rings so I go to my locker. I start walking to my next class, History.

Right as I try to get into the classroom someone else also tries to get in at the same time. I don't think two people can fit through one doorway.

We crash against each other and I fall to the floor. I look up and see Noah Stevens. The bad boy of the school. He's also a major player. He's slept with just about all the girls at my school.

"Sorry," I mumble and get up. I grab my stuff and walk to my seat. When I get to my seat I see Noah standing back up like he had bent over or something.

I brush it off thinking he might've dropped something.

A little later in class, I noticed something horrible.

My bracelet was gone. The bracelet my brother gave me.

Oh no no no. This can't be happening. I start freaking out. I bounce my leg up and down really fast watching the clock.

As soon as the bell rang I raced out of class. I have to get to Courtney before her next class.

As I'm running down the hall I see her and run faster. I finally catch up to her and stop to catch my breath.

"Woah, what happened?" she asked with worry in her eyes.

"Courtney, I lost my bracelet!"

She stops with panic and looks around.

"You mean that one?" Courtney says and points to Noah.

We walk up to him and everyone looks at us except Noah.

"Excuse me? Where did you get that bracelet?" I ask with as much confidence as I could. It was kind of hard to talk to him when everyone was watching and listening.

"I found it," he says with a smirk on his face and walks off.

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