A Freshman and A Senior..........Love? - minimmasie (top inspirational books .TXT) 📗

High school:you have the popular crowd,the jocks,the cheerleaders,the nerds,the goths,the punks,the bad asses,the rebels,geeks,gleeks,the outcasts,the teachers pets,the goody goodies,the drugies,the preps and the emos.
We all heard stories about high school and about how scary it is,but thats all a lie.its a THOUSAND times worst.
High school has to be the scariest time for anyone.
The cheerleaders are the queens we bow down to,the jocks are the gods we pray to and the popular kids are the heros we look up to.
But why do we do that? After high school,no one will remember you. We'll look back at the things we did and the things we worried over in our high school years and we'll laugh or cry.
My mom says, "High school is just a part of growing up, you'll learn to love it, you're just going through a phase. you'll have so much fun in High school.You'll see.
BULL SHIT!
But im just a little middle schooler, what do i know?
I wish there was a guide on how to survive high school and all the drama that comes ahead.
High school changes people for the better or worse.
I sadly had it all.
The drama ,the bad times and the few very good times.
I was just a only child; I had no one to tell me the do's and don'ts of highschool.
And no one told me I wasn't supposed to fall in love with the hot senior.

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Chapter 2

With my hands in my pockets and my hood over my head, I made my way to my new school.
Highschool.
Walking to school is better than the bus and isn't as embarrasing as having your mum or dad drop you off.
So I'd rather walk the three blocks.As I walked up the hill I saw the school peaking out from the top.My stomach started to do flips and my palms became increasingly sweaty.I walked up to school and looked up at it.This is highschool, I thought. The living hell that im forced to go to everyday.This is the place where everything happens and the place where people change.I looked around and could already see the groups forming.
To my left were the Jocks,the popular crowd and the cheerleaders, all together talking and flirting.
To my right were the emos, goths,punks and bad asses.
"Alex!" I heard a voice call.
I turned around to see my best friend Carrie.

(Alexandras POV)

With my hands in my pockets and my hood over my head I made my way to my new school.

High school.
Walking to school is better than the bus and is not as embarrassing to have you'r mum or dad dropping you off.
So i'd rather walk the three blocks.

As I walked up the hill I saw the school,peeking out from the top.The higher I got on the hill the closer I got.

My stomach started to do flips and my palms began to get sweaty.

I walked to the school and looked up at it.

I looked around and saw all the cliques and groups already together.

ALEXANDRA! I heard a voice yell.

I turned around to see Carey Bloom, my best friend since third grade.

As Carey walked up to me i noticed she looked different, she looked prettier.
Carrey normally has long bushy curly hair, with bushy eyebrows that cover her black eyes. She also wore big bulky glasse. She never wore make up or really cared about her apperance.

The Carrey that was walking up to me looked completely different, she had mid-back straight brown hair with highlights, she wasnt wearing glasses and her eyebrows weren't bushy.She was wearing a lot of makeup and a very short skirt and a t-shirt.

"Carrey?" I asked as she walked towards me.

"The one and only" she said whilst giving me a hug.

"you look ..... Different

"I know I went to visit my sister over the summer and she gave me a make over."

I nodded my head, I know it sounds mean but to be honest I didn't really care.

"So" she said facing the school. "This is Westridge High School the home of the Bears. I still can't believe we're Freshman,I mean wow!" She said as we were walking up the stairs.

"Who's your Homeroom teacher?" she asked.

"Mr Dale in room 108" I said.

"Sweet, we have the same teacher." she linked arms with me and headed to where we thought room 108 was.

On our way there we got lots of stares, well Carrey got lots of stares.

I felt so plain next to her.

I had long black hair that sat on my shoulders and green eyes. I wasn't too pale but I wasn't tanned either.

I was plain and normal just the way I liked it.

All the lockers had 'You suck' or 'fresh meat' or 'freshman suck' written on them.

I saw a group of freshman getting jumped by seniors as i listened to Carrey babble on and on about her summer.

"Oh I almost forgot to tell you I'm going to try out for cheerleading."

You What?!?

You should tryout as well,it would be so much fun and we'd see each other more."

"Um Carrey,I dont want to be a cheerleader."I said

"Oh ok then."she said then started to talk about cheerleading.

I just tuned her out.

She was changing,I just knew it.

We found our homeroom without being attacked by seniors.

We walked into the classroom, which was already filled with students,they were looking for their names on a piece of folded paper.

Carrey and I looked for our names together,she was in the front of the classroom whilst I was in the back.

The bell rang and the teacher stood up behind the desk.

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Alexandra's POV

Carrey and I only had two classes together.

I managed to find my classes without getting lost or jumped.

My teachers all had me sit in the back of the room,I think they were doing it alphabetically.

It was lunchtime and i was going to the cafteria when i heard someone shout "Alex" and that someone was Carrey.I turned around. "Hey"

"Listen cheerleading tryouts are at lunch and I have to sit with the rest of the girls."

"Oh"I said.

"Yeah I know i'm sorry".

"Its okay good luck".

"Thankyou" she gave me a hug and then ran off to sit with the other wannabe cheerleaders.

I walked into the cafeteria and got into the long line of people.

I found a empty table and sat alone.I looked around the room seeing all the the cliques and groups,then I realised something;I am my own group, the Alex Oz group.
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(Alexs POV)

It was the last period of the day and I asked my teacher if I could go to the bathroom.I took a chance by going to the bbathroom alone,there could be seniors anywhere ready to jump little freshman.

I was almost at the bathroom and I was unharmed.

I turned the corner.

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I was attacked with silly string, I heard teenaged boys laugh at me and my lame attempt to shield myself from it.

"Hold fire"I heard one of them saying whilst laughing.

I removed the string off my face so I could see the Jerks that did this, I looked up at him and he laughed at me.

"Hows's the weather down there little freshman?" he asked in a mocking tone.

"Better than up there". I replied.

His joking eyes turned into dark cold scary ones. "I think freshmeat wants some more." he said shacking up the can of silly string, hes sidekicks started to spray me again.

They stopped shortly after."Damn it"he mumbled.

"What ran out?" I asked taking the string off me.

"Shut up" he snapped at me."Just watch your back little freshman."He said walking away with his sidekicks.

"Whatever you say jerk"I mumbled.I guess I was loud because he heard me and stopped.

He turned around slowly."What did you say?"

"Nothing"

"The thing is I think you did say something because i'm pretty sure I heard you say something."He said coming over to me.

He was now towering over me,glaring at me.

"You know what?You're going to get it twice as bad little freshman.So if I were you I'd be watching my back."And with that he walked away.

I suddenly didn't have to pee anymore.

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Once I got home I changedd into my running gear.

After my run I came home and made some cupcakes.

I normally did this when I had a bad day.And today was a very bad day.

Carey changed completely over the summer.She thinks she's so popular now that she's 'pretty'.She barely talked to me at all today.

And on top of that the jerks that attacked me with silly string are probably going to prank me again tommorow.

I tried to not let it bother me,but it did.

Just the highschool drama I didn't want.

I cleaned the house as I waited or the cupcakes to bake.
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I was mindlessly flicking through the channels after I finished eating about hal the cupcakes.

The front door opened and my mom walked in."Hello honey."She said.

Then she asked the dreaded question.

"How was school?"

I rolled my eyes and sighed."It was lovely."I said sarcastically.

"Do you want to talk about it?" She asked.

"No mother."I said walking up the stairs to my room.

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The next day I walked to school,I tried to