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A/N: F*CK YOU WATTPAD! I HAD THREE MORE UPDATES I WAS GOING TO DONTODAY (8-16-13) BUT YOU GODDAMN DELETED THEM I SWEAR TO GOD IM PISSED OFF WHO THE HELL REMEMBERS THE LAST 72 HOURS TO A T?!!
I'm so pissed off like no one talk to me. I hate wattpad it can go screw itself!
Ugh!!! Sorry if below is little detailed.
When it comes to Kevin there's so much detail like I can't even >.
GAHHHHH!!!!!
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8-15-13
Jumpstart.
It was way too early for all this.
I got my schedule and looked over it.
1) advanced history
2) advanced science
3) advanced English
4) Algebra 1
5) Speech and Communication
6) Mock Trial
7) Book Publishing
The hell was speech all about? Public speaking?
Just because people have a legit phobia of public speaking doesn't mean you sign them up for a damn class for it!
Mom and I went and sat in the gym.
Soon Bella joined us along with her mom.
Is everyone dressed up for this? I just threw on a tee shirt and jeans. I'm surprised I didn't show up in pajamas.
Bella wore a sheer tank top and nice capris, along with curled hair. Way better than my ponytail.
Hell it was hot like who wanted to wear their hair down? Having to wear it down for tomorrow is bad enough.
"Hey, do you-" my mother started saying before I laid eyes on a human highlighter.
But not just any highlighter. My highlighter.
My breath caught in my throat as he passed me, sporting his usual smile.
Okay screw what I said earlier. He was mine. I missed him a lot.
Once he left my view, I noticed my mom was looking for an answer from me.
"Sorry...what?" I looked guiltily.
Did I really tune out the world when I saw him? I guess so...
I gulped.
I wish he didn't have this effect on me. It was ridiculous.
***
Well that was the most annoying informative thing ever.
We toured the school which was pointless since I've been here so much with my grandma, the school nurse.
Once we made it up to freshman academy I sighed.
We lost the tour to stop at my locker.
"Look! My locker is so small I can't fit my divider in there!" I groaned.
And I has a bottom locker to top it off.
They should look at medical records before they organize this stuff!
In the winter I get bad arthritis in my knees.
A lot of people claim they have it but they really don't. Their hands are shaking from cold not arthritis.
Mine?
I literally need help standing on my own in winter with a bottom locker. No joke. It's the worst pain and feeling ever: feeling hopeless and needy.
So yay bottom locker. Ugh.
I set up a Taylor Swift mirror seeming as that's all I brought.
I walked around and stopped in front of Kevin's locker, laughing at him.
He was laughing so hard and shoving and hitting his locker aggressively.
"I don't think that's helping." I smiled at him.
"Yeah. Me either." He retuned the smile.
Yep. Friends. Nothing more. And that's all I needed.
What I wanted wasn't realistic.
I went back to find my mother I lost.
I found her at my grandmothers room.
I motioned her to follow me, headed to meet my teachers.
"Selena!" Ali, my friend stopped me and grabbed my schedule out of my grip.
Kevin was still struggling.
I pointed to Kevin.
"He's been at that for twenty minutes." I laughed to my mother. She smiled at him.
Kevin was the only boy my mom approved of me liking. Ironic? I think not.
After meeting all my teachers we decided to leave.
I took one last look at Kevin.
He had gave up on opening the locker
Well that's something new to learn. Highlighters cannot open lockers.
***
(8-15-13)
I was going to die.
I hugged my grandma as she got in the elevator.
"Where's the gym again?" I asked.
"Down there. Turn left. Right there."
I nodded.
"See you later." I waved and made my way down the hall.
Black sheer shirt was the way to go.
Once I reached the entrance I saw Bella in cheer leading uniform and Jake walking with her.
"Where are you guys going?" I asked.
"My locker." Bella said.
"You know we have 3 minutes till 8 right?" I mentioned.
The pep rally (if you wanna call it that) was starting at 8.
"Crap." She started walking back to the pep rally.
"Selena." Jake said my name.
"What?"
"What's with you and One Direction?"
Bella started laughing.
What was she laughing about? She did way worse stuff than anyone else I know.
Besides that they've saved billions of lives along with mine? Besides the great music? Besides them being the most humble and funny guys ever? They're sexy as hell.
"What's with you and Nike?" I retorted, using his shirt for inspiration.
"That wasn't even funny." Bella said.
"Wasn't trying to be." I rolled my eyes and entered the gym.
Out of the whole f*cking freshman section? Bella sat behind Kris, Ash, Jasmine, and Skylar.
Course.
Soon Bella left me sitting by Heather and Cam.
Bella had to cheer. One freshman cheerleader then the rest 8th graders. Pathetic.
They were doing pep cheers which we weren't complying with because we had no idea how they said it.
"F-R-E-S-H-M-M-M-E-N F-R-E-E-S-H FRESHMAN!"
That was awkward. Obviously seniors won.
We'll learn that later.
***
I didn't see Kevin at the pep rally.
But I saw him...walking into my first hour.
"I'm gunna sit here." He told Dylan.
You're kidding me.
The seat in front of me?!
God Kevin some people need to pay attention in class!
Once the teacher introduced herself, she had us write a few things...including birthday.
Why do you need to know my birthday?! I'm 14 born on a 4th day of an anonymous month. Good enough?
***
"Find your name. There's a letter and a number. Sit there." Mr. Main the science teacher said.
D3.
I sat in my seat.
Perfect.
Kevin sat a seat away, in front of me. There goes this grade too.
I zoned out as Mr. Main explained rules.
God Selena you are a terrible student.
"No food. Because they'll be calling you sharin. Cuz you're gunna be sharin with me." He nodded.
We burst out laughing. Maybe I should pay attention.
***
English class.
"And I want you to be prepared." Ms. McComb explained.
"Why'd you look at me?" Dylan laughed.
"I'm looking at both of you because I can just see you two will be trouble." She pointed to Dylan and Kevin.
The boys scoffed while laughing.
I was laughing because she was spot on.
"Why us?" Kevin laughed.
"I mean come on its hard not to pick on him!" He pointed to his shirt. He was an orange highlighter today. Like last year.
I laughed.
"I mean seriously the kid couldn't get his locker open."
Still?! My sides hurt from laughing so much. I was going to love english.
***
The algebra teacher feared me was probably the first thought I had when she read my note card that held an interesting fact about myself.
"One Direction? Are you Selena?" She looked at me.
Everyone boo'd.
"Yeah." I nodded.
"My best friend went to one of their concerts. She was freaking out and I have no idea why." She passed me.
"Because they're the best band in the freaking world."
Again, everyone boo'd.
I swear to god this will be my reunion.
{Daydream}
"Selena!" A girl I hate walks up.
"Still obsessing over One Direction?" She scoffed.
"Ready to go babe?" Niall comes up.
The girl stood there with her mouth agape.
"Bye." I waved and pulled Niall into a kiss.
{End of Daydream}
It could be with any of the boys.
Peter Pan...Louis.
A Leprechaun...Niall.
A Vouge Model...Zayn.
The Hulk...Liam.
Bad Boy...Harry.
Ah times man...
***
Speech was okay. Though sixty words to describe yourself is hard.
Mock Trial was great.
Very mysterious and I loved it!
Felt like a lawyer all badass.
Book publishing was lame.
Now to go home and enjoy a classic chick flick: How To Deal.
One of the best movies ever made.
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Sorry it was rushed.
Okay next update will be about today the 16th. Very flirtatious and neurotic.