Whenever I post pictures of Chrissy - she is wearing what Cami is wearing (most of the time). FYI: I PERSONALLY DON'T picture Cami as Chrissy - so don't get that confused. Cami and Chrissy have the SAME STYLE.

I hope this clears some things up....

Read on :)

Cami

I pause to look at the school.  Ahhhhh Artemisia High.  The only high school in this suburban town that was a failed attempt at creating a "city of the future".  The school is huge and looks brand new due to the summer remodel.  It is crowded, as usual, and I fix my outfit before pushing my way through one of three large double doors around the campus.  As I walk through, I see Anne giggling as she passes a girl over at the next set of doors struggling to open them.  At least the bitch could have told her that only one of the doors is open in the morning - or better yet, held it open for the poor dear instead of laughing at her.  I sigh as I begin to remember why I HATE the people here, especially ones like Anne.

New year, new you I tell myself as I walk into the mouth of the monster.  It is more crowded inside compared to outside on the perfectly manicured lawns.  People are everywhere and I confidently hold my head up and walk with a purpose like I am queen of the underclassmen - or queen of the school as a matter of fact.  That is the only way to get through the halls around here without getting pushed around.

I stop at my locker before checking my schedule to see what class I have first. UGH! Of course I would get Room 409 - World History 2 as my first class of the day. I despise history. I understand the whole thing about having to learn our past so that we don't repeat it in the future but 1) sociey still repeats history no matter how much we learn about it - it just happens in a slightly different way and 2) I have yet to find a teacher that can actually make it interesting. Yay! let's learn about depressing wars and write more in-class essays about them.

I slam my locker shut just as the 10-minute bell rings. I really need to redecorate it before I forget.   Head up, I start towards the stairwell. Yay! four floors of stairs to limb. Apparently good for my health but not for my burning legs.  Maybe I'll nicely take someone's cookie today during lunch as a reward.  As I walk, I begin to notice people shrink away from me as they slowly realize who I am.  I laugh to myself - you would not believe how a simple hair color change from blond-tipped to fully and naturally brown could throw off an entire school.

I look a few feet ahead only to see the girl that couldn't open the doors earlier as she bumps into someone.  I feel just a little sorry for her, she is already having a rough start.  As the person she collided with whisks by, our eyes meet and I immediately regret it.  As I look into his deep soul-staring brown eyes all thoughts of the new girl disappear.  I take in his curly-ish dark hair and slightly cut up sleeveless tee with some collarbone tattoos peaking out from behind it.  He's changed so much, yet barely changed at all.  His eyes widen as we get closer and I see him try to figure out a way to steer clear of my path, which is impossible due to the mass of people on the stairwell.  A pang of guilt and sadness runs through me as he flinches as our shoulder brush.  New year, new you I remind myself as I hold my tongue in order to keep myself from saying anything to him.  I close my eyes and sigh.  I wish it didn't have to be this way.  I'm pretty sure when I see him is the only time I wish I could go back in time - revisit history.

I reach the fourth floor and just as I go to open the door it swings open right into my face. 

"S-sorry" the girl stutters as she tries to squeeze past me with evident fear in her voice.

I explode as she shrinks against the wall, "Bitch! You better watch were the hell you're going! I don't need you to mess more things up busting through doors like you own the fucking place!"

There goes "new year, new you" I think as I watch the girl scurry away.  I sigh again and pull open the door before walking down the cold hallway.

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Hi y'all! Sorry that this is a little short, but how do you like the book so far? If you see any typos or mistakes PLEASE LET ME KNOW.

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