《Dark Roses #Wattys2019》Chapter 2
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I woke up to the sound of the alarm clock on my phone going off. I've been dreading waking up to that sound all night, and barely slept from the nervousness that's been stuck inside of me.
I quickly turned off the alarm, and let out a big sigh. Today shouldn't be that bad, I mean everyone loves it when a new person comes, right? But I keep forgetting that this is highschool, not middle school or elementary school. These people already have their own little groups, and there's a possibility that I might not fit into any of them.
Hopefully Danny can show me around and introduce me to a few people.
I got out of my bed and went to the bathroom to prepare myself for today, physically and mentally. I took a cold shower just to wake me up, if it would have been a warm shower I would have wanted to stay in there forever and never come out.
For my outfit, ended up putting on a black long sleeved ripped sweater that I got from forever 21, shorts, my hightop converse, and I curled my-a little below the shoulders length-chocolate brown hair that has a few highlight in it.
Now, my hair will have volume to it.
Looking into the mirror, I can say I actually look decent for once. Not too dressed up, not too dressed down, just casual. I'm expecting for there to be some type of weird fashion trend going around the school though, there always is.
I went downstairs into the kitchen where my parents were. Today is my dad's first day at his new job, and my mom only transferred hospitals to work at so there really shouldn't be anything new to her; she's a surgeon in training.
In a couple of years she should start making A LOT more money, but as of right now, the only thing there's a lot of is her being gone from home.
I would rather have her saving someone's life than have her be at home with my dad and I though.
"Ready for today kiddo?" My dad questioned walking by me, and pulling me into a hug kissing me on the temple of my forehead. I sort of scrunched my face, I'm not really into affection and all of that stuff.
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"More than ever" I spoke sarcastically taking a seat next to my mom at the island. I reached over to the middle of the island and grabbed an orange out of the fruit bowl we have there. My favorite fruits are oranges. They're filled with so much flavor, and just instantly satisfy your tastebuds once they're in your mouth.
"Well your father can say the exact opposite, he's had a nervous stomach all night," my mom laughed clearly not catching onto my sarcasm. My dad began to chuckle as well.
I gasped slapping my mom playfully across the shoulder while laughing , "I really did not need to know that"
"I think it was from that 'chicken pot pie' those neighbors brought yesterday, chicken pot pie my ass more like chicken pot die," My dad spoke grabbing his cup of coffee that finished pouring.
Before I could say something else, the doorbell suddenly rung. I'm expecting it to be Danny since my mom asked him to drive me to school today and show me around.
That's when reality truly kicked in.
"I'll get it" My dad spoke taking a sip out of his coffee, and then putting it back down. I wish I could stay home for another day, but I guess it's good to just get this over with.
As my dad went to get the door, I took a final bite out of my peeled orange, and began to get up to get my bookbag.
"Have you talked to any of your friends lately?" My mom questioned standing up and then throwing her garbage away.
I picked up my bookbag, and then looked at my mom.
"Yeah, yeah we've all texted. They're hoping I have a good time here, and they said they'll visit," I spoke looking at the ground.
I really miss them.
"Have you talked to Andrew?"
Right then I froze and looked up into my mom's eyes. Andrew is my ex-boyfriend. We were best friends since birth, literally. Our moms are best friends and always had us around each other growing up-we are only one year apart. Andrew and I had the guts to say we liked each other when I was a sophomore and he was a junior, and..... we dated for a while. When I told him I was moving he cheated on me with some girl from another school. It hurt, a lot. It's not like I was just some random girl he developed a crush on, we knew each other forever, and he hurt me like I meant nothing to him. Why would I have any reason to talk to him?
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"Danny's here" I heard my dad say from upfront. Instead of answering my mom's question, I walked to the front of the house to get ready to leave with Danny.
"Hey," I spoke as I approached him. Him and my dad were making small talk, hopefully I didn't interrupt anything too special.
I know I didn't.
My dad and Danny both looked at me, and Danny smiled, "Hey, ready for today?" Danny questioned clutching onto his bookbag. He was wearing jeans, a grey shirt from Abercrombie, and grey converse.
"Ready but not ready," I laughed looking out the window. It was still dark outside.
"It wont be that bad I swear. I'll walk you to all of your classes and introduce you to some of my friends"
"Thank you" I smiled.
My mom came from the kitchen and stood next to me holding a camera.
"I think it's that time to leave, and I think it's that time for me to take a picture of my daughter's first day of going to school as a senior, Rose stand next to Danny, oh Danny I hope you dont mind taking this picture," my mom spoke. Danny chuckled, and honestly, it was so hot.
"It's fine Mrs.Adams" he spoke looking at me as I walked towards him to take the picture.
So embarrassing.
When my mom was done taking a picture, we all said our goodbyes, and Danny and I went off on our merry way to school. In the car we asked each other some questions about what we like, what hobbies do we have, favorite movie, favorite food, just basically anything to get to know eachother more. The only thing we really have in common is that we love scary movies, and mexican food.
I guess the thought of us being together is cancelled.
When we finally arrived at school, the sun was coming out, and the school was absolutely beautiful.
It was very intimidating looking, and was made out of dark cherry brick.
I really don't know how I'm going to fish my way around this school.
Kids were just arriving to get their parking spaces, and lucky for us, we found a park close to the main entrance.
"Ready for today?" Danny questioned taking his seatbelt off.
"Yeah" I responded trying to pull out my schedule to see where I had to go.
Before getting out of the car, Danny looked at the sheet of paper I held in my hand.
"You had your schedule all this time? Why didn't you show it to me earlier," he laughed.
I let out a small embarrassed laugh as well, "I'm sorry, it didn't occur to me"
"No it's totally fine, I just could've seen if we had any classes together or if I know anyone you have those classes with, can I see?"
I handed Danny the schedule so he could look at it. He concentrated hard on what each of the classes said, and what teachers they were with.
He then let out a small "hmm", and looked up handing it back to me.
"AP and honors kid, wow didn't know I had a smarty pants living next door to me. Sadly I only have lunch with you, but I know a few people that do have some classes with you. I'll introduce you to them at lunch, they're in the same lunch as us as well," he smiled finally getting out of the car.
Well, at least I wont eat lunch alone.
I unfastened my seatbelt, and opened the car door staring at the huge school in front of me.
I pray today isn't that bad.
"You okay, and ready to walk into your new hell hole'?" Danny joked and questioned looking at me.
I guess I was zoned out for a minute or so, but I had every reason to be.
This school already made me feel defeated, and I haven't even walked into it yet.
I looked at Danny, and then shook my head again once again in embarrassment.
"Yeah, yeah sorry," I laughed, but in reality, I wasn't.
I really just wanted to be home right now.
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