Holding On Forever - Hillary NGO (a court of thorns and roses ebook free TXT) 📗

was across the street from mine. I stroked my hair with my right hand and let out a heavy sigh. Why does she make me feel like this.

I leaned back and thought about it.

Chapter 6: Back To School

I'm wide awake. Yeah, I was in the dark. I was falling hard. With an open heart

"Ugh!" I groaned grabbing my alarm clock and slamming on the snooze button. '6:00 A.M'
I woke up and rubbed my eyes. Monday! First day of school as a junior.

I started for my closet and walked right in. From a week of being here, my closet was already filled with many articles of clothing and jewelry from my daily shopping trips and my parents sending me gifts. I started to wander into the closet until I found my black waist high short and a black striped white shirt. I slowly dragged my legs towards my dresser and grabbed a matching pair of bra and panties. Then I headed to my bathroom to take a quick shower. I stripped of my clothes, tossed it into my hamper and jumped into the shower chamber. I squirted shampoo into my hair and washed it out. Then I added my jasmine scented conditioner to my hair and started to rub it in before I washed it off 3 minutes later. I grabbed a white towel that was close by and dried my hair first and then my body. I started to put on my clothes and then I opened my makeup bag and turned on my curling iron and added a clear layer of lip gloss onto my lips. I opened the compact of light pink blush and applied it onto my skin with a quick swipe of mascara. Once the curling iron became hot enough, I curled my long brownish, black hair till every strand was curly. Then I stepped out of the bathroom and roamed through the shelves of shoes and heels I own. I decided on a pair of black and white converse and then I swung my black backpack filled with my school supplies over one of my shoulders.
I hurried downstairs and strutted into the kitchen. I opened the fridge and pulled out the carton of apple juice. I found a glass cup and opened the tab and poured the yellowy liquid inside the cup. I looked at the clock located on top of the doorway to the kitchen; 7:00 AM. Shoot! 15 minutes till' school starts. I gulped the cold juice down and scurried down towards the front door. I quickly ran out of the house and threw my backpack in the passenger seat of my convertible. I seated myself at the driver's seat and started the car up. I followed the GPS system that had the private rich school address and followed it. The school pulled into view and it was remarkably beautiful. The whole school was made of glass instead of bricks and there was a huge sign that read 'Sea Breeze High School.' There was a huge football stadium that could be changed into a soccer field and an amazing track course with trees surrounding the whole school. I pulled my car over to the student parking lot and pulled out my car keys. I snatched my black backpack off the passenger's seat and threw it over my right shoulder. I exited my car and locked the door. I looked around the front of the school and girls were glaring at me with their beady eyes and the guys were gaping at me from head to toe. I paced towards the entrance of the school and a tall maybe 6'3 good looking Asian wearing a grey cardigan over a white shirt and grey skinny jeans opened the door for me.
I stared at him. "Thank you."
"No problem," he replied as he smiled his perfectly white teeth at me. He had on a black pair of nerd looking glasses while his dark brown hair flopped to his left side showing off his perfectly shaped hazel brown eyes. "My name is Andrew."
I walked through the door with him right beside me and replied, "Aqua."
"Cool. Are you new here?"
"Yeah. Can you please show me where the office is?"
Andrew drags me by my wrist and leads me to the office. I scurried inside the office and waited in front of the desk seated by a kind 30 year old lady with bright blue eyes and shoulder length blonde hair. She looked up from the computer on her desk and asked, "Do you need any help, sweetie?"
"Uhm. I don't know where to go, so can you please help me?"
"Of course. Name?"
"Aqua."
"Okay then." She scooted her chair back and looked through the drawers and came back to me holding an black iPad. She handed me the iPad, a paper with my schedule on it and a slip of paper with my locker number and it's combination. She then told me the iPad will be used for work in my classes. She called over Andrew who was standing at the doorway to take me to my classes and where to find my locker. He took my schedule and looked over it.
"Homeroom: Room 105, Honors History: Room 203, Advanced Physics: Room 210, Lunch, Physical Education, Honors Calculus: Room 115, English: Room 230. Cool, I have Homeroom, English and Lunch with you." Andrew told me.
"Okay."
We both sauntered to my locker and I opened it up throwing my backpack in and taking my iPad with me. We walked into our homeroom and the teacher looked straight me. She was wearing a grey dark business suit with her ginger hair tied in a tight bun. Before I could introduce myself, Andrew interrupted by saying.
"Hi Ms. Shontelle. Sorry I'm late, I was just showing the new student around."
"Very well then. Get to your seat and you." She pointed her fingers at me and said, "Go find an empty seat."
I looked around the classroom and saw a seat right near a tan wavy black hair Asian girl with orange dyed tips wearing a bright orange t-shirt with brown shorts. I walked towards her and sat down at the desk on her right. She smiled at me and introduced herself.
"Hi my name is Jennifer, but you can call me Jen. What's your name?"
"Hi Jen. My name is Aqua."
Then the teacher cleared her throat and said, "Class please take out your iPad and look at the homeroom projects we will be working on."
"Hey!" whispered Jen. "Want to work on it with me?"
"Uhm, sure. Thanks."
We talked about the project together and I found out that she had her next class with me. The bell rang signaling that homeroom was over. I left the class with Jen and we headed to history. We entered room 203 and sat down at the front and went over what we will be learning this semester. After history, Jen left to her next class and I went on a hunt to find my advanced physical class. Once I found it, I stumbled into the class and plopped myself in the back. I pulled out my iPad and saw that a girl with black Skrillex type hair cut and red dyed tips looking at me.
"Uhm. Do you need anything?" I asked her.
"Oh nothing," she replied at me. "My name is Kat by the way."
"Oh. My name is Aqua."
Just as Kat was about to reply, the teacher came in and started to teach us all about matter and its motion. During the class, Kat and I became friends and we talked about our favorite music, stores, etc. When the bell rang for lunch, Kat pulled me out of the doorway as quickly as possible, we headed to our locker and threw our iPads in and Kat dragged me to the cafeteria. We shuffled through the crowds of students and finally we reached our destination. We entered the cafeteria and waited in the line. We both grabbed a red plastic tray and piled it up with food. I grabbed a light caesar salad with grilled chicken and a bottle of pink lemonade. Kat piled her tray with a big plate of macaroni and cheese with diced ham and also grabbed a bottle of sparkling water. We both paid for our lunch and saw Andrew waving at us. We both walked over to his table and saw Jen sitting there chowing down on a double decker cheeseburger with fries and a can of coke.
"Dang Jen!" screamed Kat.
"What?!?" mumbled Jen.
"Nothing," snickered Kat.
I placed my tray down and sat to the left of Andrew while Kat went to the other side of the table and sat across from me near Jen. We started to talk about random things when suddenly a short, petite dyed blonde hair Asian girl wearing a hot pink v-neck, white shorts and 2 inch white high heel walked up to the table with a tall black hair Asian girl.

Chapter 7: Cafeteria Mayhem

"Hi Andrew!" cried the blonde chick.
"Heather..." Andrew replied while rolling his eyes.
She huffed out a heavy sigh and left our table. As she was sashaying away from the table, she snapped her fingers and yelled out "Amber!" The girl wearing the purple blouse, black skinny jeans and white toms scrambled behind her and they both walked out of the cafeteria.
"Who does she think she is?" I asked the table.
Andrew spoke up and said, "Don't bother with Heather, she's just a rich snobby girl who thinks she rules this school."
"Oh. What about the other girl?"
"Her. She's just a poor unfortunate soul who follows every order Heather asks because they're cousins."
"Oh."
We started to talk about other