A MONTH LATER.
Soon school started. The school year was not what I was expecting, however I was ready. It was a welcome distraction from the real world. I stood on the bus stop on the first day in a red plaid skirt and a white baby tee. On my feet I had the fresh to death, red and white shell toe Adidas. My hair was down, flat ironed, it brushed my shoulders. So I wasn't worried about anything. I knew everyone where I was going. Even though my boyfriend, nor my boys went to the same school as me, my rep was solid.
Junior year was nothing to me. I knew I was good. I didn't have many friend, as I liked to keep to myself. Not to mention high school was...well high school. It was full of boys trying to get laid and catty bitches. Especially at the school I went to. It was Oakville High Sch
