Here we are, again, in another school. New year, new school I guess. I was soon to be going in 10th grade. Since 7th grade, my mom moved to a new place ever year. So every years I had to make new friends. I already gave up at this point. My parents got divorced when I was 10 years old, my dad moved to LA while my mom stayed in Quebec for a few years before moving. Last year I got tired of always moving and decided to go move with my dad in LA. Now I had a perfect and stable life.
I'm currently getting ready for the first day of school. I curled my long brown hair, doing my makeup and putting on my outfit for the day.
-Clary c'mon you're gonna be late! My dad yelled
-Yes! I'm coming dad! I replied doing a small touch up.
Monday, September 1st,
8h35 Am
I just entered to school the school when I heard someone yelling my name, I turned around and saw my bestfriend, Delilah.
-Girl! Hiiiii! She yelled from across the room.
-Hey hun! You didn't have to yell from across the room you know, you could've just came to me. I said while putting my books in my locker.
-Yeah anyways, what class are you in this year? She asked
-Uhmmm, B26, what about you?
-Damn, I'm B25..
-Well, I'll see you later I guess? I asked
-Yep, see you at lunch time. She answered going to her class.
Clary's outfit;
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