Sierra's pov

I watched as one of Blake's friends took the boy who was going to cry away. Did I do something wrong. I'm originally from England so I don't really know how things work here in America. I met Blake with a hug. It's not been long since I last saw him but I love him.

Anyway my name is Sierra but people call me Tanya and I moved here from a little town in England called Bolton. When I was 13 I lost my memory and my parents in a accident and I am one of Blake's many cousins. I now live with my dads best friends who are gay, Eli and Jaden. I was born here (America) but because of my memory loss I moved so that's why I really wanted to finish school here even though in England I would be in my first or at least my second year of collage. I was an heir to this music factory which my parents owned but my fathers have it till I turn 21.Today I was wearing a white summer dress that reached till my knees. It was paired up with some pink flats, a pink leather jacket and a pink headband. I had a backpack that was black with a beautiful patten that made it look like an owl.

After I met Blake I asked him, "Why was that pretty boy about to cry?"
He looked at me and said, "Sierra, you reminded him of someone he believes is dead."
I sighed. "Me?" I asked already knowing the answer. A nod was his genius reply

I went to the office to pick up my timetable and a map of the school. I must say it was huge. First lesson - let's see. Erm, I've got English with Mrs Joyce. I headed toward that direction. As I was nearing it, the bell went off and people started scurrying to their lessons. As the people started lessening, I found my way in the right hallway. All I had to do was find the right number door. 47. This hallway was endless. Bloody hell, where is it?? I went a bit British there. Anyway I finally found it and realised I was 10 minutes late. Late on the first day, couldn't have gone better.

I opened the door and I was met with with 30 pairs of eyes on mem staring at me like i just killed someone. I looked around and noticed that the friend who was about to cry and the friend who helped him was there at the back. I really needed to find out the names. The teacher looked at me and said in a loud voice, "Why are you late." Ms being the badass I was, I replied with, "You see Mrs Joyce, when I was dropped from heaven it hurt and i was on my to find a hospital when I ended up here." I sighed for dramatic effect. For someone who hates attention, I was begging for eyes on me. I laughed mentally at that and continued my speech. "So Mrs Joyce, I would appreciate if you would point me in the direction of the nurses office." I smiled sweetly at the end.

She looked like she was gonna explode before replying harshly, "SIT DOWN GIRL."
I scoffed and said, "This girl has a name and that's Tanya," With that I sat on an available seat near the middle, near the boys. Some people are just so rude. Anyway for the next 40 minutes or so she rambled on and on about something I really didn't care about. Probably already learnt it to be honest.

Finally lesson ended and I hurried after the boys. I caught up with them and turned the one with brown hair around. At first he was surprised, but then as he looked at me he was looking upset. Not again. The blonde-haired guy said a bit too meanly, "He's not feeling well and would appreciate it if you would go away and leave him alone."
I was taken aback but I stood my ground. I ignored blondie and said to the brunette one, "I'm sorry for making you upset and if I really hurt your feelings for looking like someone, just say the word and I'll stay away from you forever."

He looked at me processing this newly found information. In a pleading tone he said, "Please," and turned around with his friend and stalked away. I then stopped someone random and asked them what those guys names were. The blonde one was 'Zach' and the brunette was 'Chris' apparently. Chris, I remember that name from somewhere, But where?!? Oh, my diary from before the accident. Of course.

I then walked to my next lessons. In my next lesson there wee so many hot guys I swear. During the middle of the lesson, the guy behind me whispered, "My penis is so big that it should have a choking sign on it," I pretended not to hear him and said to him to repeat it. He said it a bit too loud and even the teacher heard it and stopped teaching. Everyone was staring at me waiting for my reply and I gave them what they wanted. "I thought only small things had signs like that." I replied and pretended to look confused at him. Acting lessons really payed off. The whole class - incuding the teacher - burst into laughter and the guy blushed a deep red colour and said that he needed to go to the bathroom. Probably to check his penis size.

Apparently he was a 'fuckboy' and had never been regected before so it was big and by lunch time everyone knew. You know what, I think might just be the bad girl this school needs. I laughed mentally at the thought as I went to my locker. I never went to it before but when I finally found I was relieved. I put my things in there and headed towards the cafeteria because this badness needs to be recharged. I finally found my to the cafeteria. I saw Blake and waved to him but I knew couldn't sit with him because I promised that Chris guy he would never have to see my face again. And I make sure I keep my promises. I stood in the lunch line and waited till I could get my food.

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Oh my god, I like the way the story has gone so far. I swear autocorect is a bitch though. I can't wait to write the next chapter.

What she's wearing at the top🔝

Anyway question of the chapter is did you like Sierra's pov?

Thanks for reading!! Bye my wattinions

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