Chapter 1: Starting

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

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“Mom, Alice won’t give me my shoes,” I say annoyed, as I run down the stairs. 

My mom sees me appearing down the stairs with one shoe and rolls her eyes.

“Alice, give your sister her shoes back!” Mom yells at my sister, but we hear nothing from her. 

That is when my mother gets frustrated.

 “Alice, get yourself down here and go to the car, you will not be late for school!” 

My sister comes running from the stairs and throws my shoes at me.

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My mom driving me to school has always been the most embarrassing part of my day. Most 16 years olds at my school have their cars they drive to school. I have asked my mom many times if I could please have my vehicle, it is always a “NO!” 

  I step into the school building, like always, girls and boys are covering the hall. The hallway walls are painted yellow, which I think is an awful color for it. It feels like I am swimming in mustard.

I barely know anybody at school. I have a hard time opening up to people and I always feel like I don’t belong in places.

The bell rings and I rush to my first period. I collided with someone. For a moment I felt like the air was knocked out of me. I feel dizzy and my books went all over the floor. The person must have been in a rush because he or she did not even stop and help me pick up my book or say sorry. Whatever that person was, they were moving with abnormal speed

Soon more people enter the schoolroom. A girl named Avery came to me and bent down to help me with my books. 

“Here,” she says.

 “Thanks, Avery.” 

   She gives me my books and replies, “Anytime.” 

We sat at our desks and I found out she's exactly behind me. I smile at her as I take my desk. I then took out my sketchbook and began ignoring everybody.

Seconds later, I feel a light tap at my right shoulder and I look behind me.

 “Hey, say are you free tomorrow after school?”

“I don’t know, why do you ask?” I replied skeptically.

“Well, My brother is bringing some of his friends over and they are all guys, so I don’t want to be the only girl there,” Avery says.

“Why not?” I ask. I didn’t mean to be rude, but this girl never talks to me until now.

She raises her eyebrow and says, “I don’t know, but it is kind of weird to be the only girl.”

I nod my head, “Yeah, you’re right.”

  We then grow quiet when we see that the classroom door is being opened. My teacher always expects the class to be quiet when they are in the classroom. Why? I don’t know, but as you know teenagers. They break rules. So, the kids still talk in the class.

The teacher, Mrs. Ruby enters the classroom. Mrs. Ruby stops at the doorway and looks around. The other students are too focused on their conversion to notice her presence. Then she sees us in the back and smiles. 

“Excellent morning class,” My teacher’s calm and loud voice cuts through all the talking.

The class goes quiet. They just got caught with their hands in the cookie jar.

“Everyone, except those ladies over there,” my teacher continues as she points at me and Avery behind me,  “just lost their recess.” 

They were pretty upset; I don’t blame them. School sucks and recess is the only break from all the sucking of it and they just lost it.

A girl named Sasha, who always hated me gave me a cruel glare. I roll my eyes at her and look away. 

Sasha is a pretty girl with beautiful red hair, that she dyed the end of its blood red. She has faint green eyes and amazing fashion. I think her parents are rich or something like that. All I know is they have a lot of money. Maybe that’s what makes her so snobby. 

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So school is finally out of my way, and I am going home. My mom picks me and my little sister up as fast as possible. Usually, my dad picks up my brother, John. They always get home first and if you arrive at home first, you choose what movie the family watches. It is a minor game my family loves to play.

To be honest, I don’t bother joining. I am a little too old and I like to think I have other important things to worry about. After I did all my homework, I took a quick shower and went to bed. I go through the night with another dreamless sleep. For as long as I can remember I always sleep without dreaming.

 I’m woken up at 7:30 by my sister screaming at my door. 

Aurora, wake up! Mom said you have to get ready for school.”

I groan and sit on my bed and try to get myself dressed.

Aurora! Come on!” my little sister continues. 

“I am coming, jeez,” I scream back.

I open my bedroom door wearing my favorite white shirt with a unicorn on it with a pair of black jacket and black skinny jeans. I stare down at my little sister at my bedroom door. 

“You are loud,” I say to her.

She stuck her pink tongue at me and ran down the stairs. I follow her down. My dad is putting some lunch in my siblings’ book bags and my mom is on the phone with a disturbing look on her face. 

She looks at me and points at a bowl of cereal. I walk toward the bowl on the counter and instead of eating the cereal; I grab an apple from the basket in the middle of it instead. I wait for my mom to get off the phone.

“Oh, right, thank you so much,”  My mom says to the phone, “Bye.” and she hangs up. 

“What is it, honey?” She says when she sees me standing against the counter staring at her with an apple in my mouth. 

“Am I free today after school?” I ask 

My mom puts her hands on her waist, and in an exhausted voice she replies, 

“Hony, I don’t know why you would not be free,” she continues, “it’s not like I am chaining you to the house.” 

 “I know mom, but a friend of mine invited me to her house,”  I say.

 Honestly, I don’t know if Avery is my friend yet. But mom need not know that.

 “Anyway, so I wanted to ask if I could go,”

“Then, why didn’t you just say that.” She says as we walk to the car. 

“Mom,” I complain. 

“Fine, you can go to our friend’s house,”  Mom says. 

I stare at her in disbelief “I can go!” 

And I thought I had to make up something erosional to convince her. She is making this unbelievably easy. 

“Yes, and stop yelling at me or I will change my mind,”  she says when she sees the smile on my face. She shakes her head. 

“Get in the car.” She says with a smile of her own and she looks at that moment, a little less stressed. 

I jump into the car eager to start my day. When mom dropped me off in the high school parking lot. I almost ran into the school building. Some kids stop what they were doing to give me a dirty look. Like they have forbidden kids to be happy at school. 

I stop by my locker. I then hear somebody calling my name. I look around, but all I see is kids talking to each other. Nobody is even looking at me. That is when a girl squeezed herself out between a crowd of teens and walked toward me. 

“Hi,” Avery says. 

“Hello,” I reply with a smile still on my face.

“Why in the world are you so happy?” she says, and a smile forms. 

I put my arm through hers and led her toward our class.

“Am I not allowed to be happy?”  I say mocking.

“You are,” she replies, “but seriously, Aurora at school with an enormous smile just doesn't fit.” 

“Your right it doesn’t,” I say as we take our seats.

“All right, I am happy because my mom is letting me go to your house.”

She smiles and says, “That's great, I am glad she agreed!” 

 


Submitted: January 15, 2021

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