Broken Trust

Ava It's the first day of school and I'm soo excited. I can't wait to write all my exams and be rid of that place. This is 12th grade, the last grade ever in highschool and then it'll be off to college for me. "Hey Ava! you ready?" Celia my best friend yelled from the kitchen breaking my thoughts. "Yeah I am and I hope you haven't taken all the pancakes". I yelled back. I love cee-cee so much, but she has this thing with stealing my breakfast that I do not like. Other than that, she's a really cool friend. 5ft2, tan skin, brown eyes and dark curls. She's very intelligent and mighty confident. She obviously has a smart mouth...wayy too smart if you ask me, but a kind heart nonetheless. She's one of those people that has the answers to all your problems despite not having any to hers. "I'm here girl, let's go". "Finally! now I can go get that seat of mine, cause there's no way I'm getting stuck in that awful part of class again" she breathed out. I giggled and gave her an "ok ma'am" look to which she flipped her hair, grabbed my arm and ran to the car. Time to start 12th grade