First off I am not very good at grammar so sorry for not putting commas in my sentences correctly! Do you think this has potential to be a good teen/young adult book? is there anything I should work on? some people say I put in too much detail others say not enough. if something can be changed to make it better please explain how! :) thanks! This is my first crack at a book too so don't be too harsh please :)
This year my mom and I moved to Los Angeles, California from East Texas. Don't ask me about my dad cause to tell the truth I've never really met him. I was kind of a loner at my old school wandering the halls lonely and frail. Having always felt like I was a social butterfly that never got to spread it's wings I wanted to feel free. I went to a strict private school where cliques were formed from kindergarten. Sadly I was never invited to be a part of one. But since noone knows me here I am going to turn over a new leaf and smile at and talk to anyone I can. I'm going to be 17 next month. September 12th to be exact. For the first time ever I will be going to a public high school. Sherman Oaks High. I am really excited!
"Alyssa honey, you better get a move on or your'e going to be late!" my mom yelled up the stairs.
"I'm ready!" I called down to my mom. Quickly I put some light eyeliner and mascara on for the first time. At my old school I had no reason to dress up or wear makeup since noone saw me or talked to me anyway. Here would be different. I could feel it. It took an hour to get ready and do my hair which is another first for me. Of course I want to look my best for my first day at a new highschool so I look into the mirror one last time and take a deep breath before descending the stairs into our beautiful and bright kitchen.
Since I love to cook the kitchen was the most important part.When we went to look at houses I fell in love with this kitchen. It had bay windows that looked into the backyard and lots of natural sunlight filtered in so there was no need for lights except at night. Before we moved in my mom had the kitchen painted a bright yellow color to go with the sushine. We also have an inground pool that;s shaped like a box with pink tiles around the pool and the bottom of the pool. I guess the previous owners liked pink but my mom and I don't mind because we like pink too. I hurriedly grabbed my pink bag from the chair I had left it in last night.
I grabbed my breakfast which was a cinnamon poplar and kissed my mom on the cheek. She wished me luck and I ran out of the house.
I hopped into my cherry red Toyota Corolla and cruised down the highway with the windows down blaring Taylor Swifts new cd the whole way to school. I didn't feel any nerves until I actually got to the school. I gasped at the sheer large size of it. It had a huge fountain in the front with the school mascot. I parked my car in the student parking lot almost getting lost and held my head high with a light smile on my face as I strolled to the Administration building to check in and get my schedule.
As I entered the building I look around and noticed some pretty stained glass windows and aout a thousand lockers. They were everywhere. I walked past what must be atleast 20 doors until I reached a sign that said registration and schedules.
Just as I rounded the corner I ran into someone knocking their phone out of their hand. I quickly picked up their phone and handed it to them. Luckily there wasn't any damage.
"Sorry!" I said quickly, hiding my face behind my hair out of embarassment.
"Watch where your going loser!" came the harsh reply.
I looked up just in time to see a girl with wavy brown hair turning the corner.
" I saw what happened. Are you ok?" someone asked out of nowhere.
Looking up I saw a really pretty girl. She had sparkling blue-green eyes and waist length, straight blonde hair. She was wearing a cheerleading outfit with pom poms and was also grinning a little at my embarassment. I finally nodded my head too embarassed to speak.
"My names Kelsey! Haven't seen you before. Are you new?" She asked me curiously.
"Actually, yeah I am." I replied nervously.
"Ohh so you are on your way to register then." she prompted me.
"Ummm yeah. Register and pick up my schedule." I admitted.
"I'll walk with you. I can help you find your classes." Kelsey told me.
"Are you sure you don't mind?" I asked.
"I don't really have anything to do right now, so why not?" she grinned cheekily.
"Ok!" I said smiling a bit as we walked to the administration room together.
We are greeted by a kind looking secretary. Mrs. Smith her nametag read.
"Hi, I'm new here. I came by to register and get my schedule and locker number please." I said nervously.
She had me sign a few papers and handed me a packet which she says contained my schedule, locker combination and school handbook. She wished me luck and Kelsey and I walked away towards the locker area.
"What locker number are you?" She questioned.
"305." I replNed.
She let out a squeal and said that our lockers were right next to eachother.
"Let me see your schedule." Kelsey asked or more like demanded as she took it from my hand. "We have homeroom, pe and AP Calculus together. Not bad!" She said smiling while handing me my schedule back. "Your other 3 classes are on the opposite side of the school." She told me sympathetically.
We had homeroom together first period. It was ok but kinda boring. I didn't know anyone besides Kelsey.
I had AP English next and that was on the other side of campus so I said a quick goodbye to Kelsey and started the long and confusing walk to my next class. I arrived there about 5 minutes early thanks to my homeroom teacher having let us out early. i took about 6 wrong turns and if she hadn't let us out early I would have still been lost.
Setting my bag on a desk in the middle of the classroom I slowly look around. Its now or never I told myself. There were a few groups of teens in the class already and I got up and start introduced myself. Everyone I talked to were surprisingly friendly and a couple of people even gave me their numbers so I could text them later. I was starting to feel more confident. There was only 1 group left and I hadn't said hi yet to them cause it was a group of guys. I nervously twirled my hair and walked upto them and said.
"Hey, yall! My names Alyssa and I'm new. What about you guys?" I asked smiling.
One of the guys turned around and asked "Are you from Texas or somewhere South cause you have a slight drawl?"
I smiled and replied "Actually I am from Texas. I was born here in Southern California actually but moved to Texas when I was 11 and hence the slight accent." I said smiling.
Everything was going perfectly fine until the last boy turned around. I froze with my mouth wide open. Our eyes locked and I instantly feel the same familiar butterflies that only he could make me feel. It was Isaac. I hadn't known that he had moved here.
It all began when we were 11 years old. I had just moved to town and was immediately infatuated with him. He had a mischievous smile and warm brown eyes with long lashes that just made me tongue tied. He had golden brown hair and tanned skin. He wasn't too much taller than me. Maybe an inch or two. Whenever our eyes met it was like we were in a trance that neither of us could break away from nor wanted to. He would bike over and we would watch movies or race eachother. I would rollerblade. We would get soo caught up in the moment that we would always end up going home late and getting into trouble. We didn't talk much since we were both shy back then.
Then the fateful day came a year later that he would be moving. My heart was broken and I wanted to tell him that I liked him.
The day he moved away was cloudy. With a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach I raced to my grandmother's room know ing all along that I was too late but brushing it away anyways. I convinced my grandma to take me over so I could say goodbye to him. When I got there his parents told me he had left the night before with his aunt. My heart broke all over again because he was gone forever. I held my tears back until my grandma dropped me off at home. I never thought I would feel ok again.
"Class is starting." the teacher called out, breaking me from my memories. "Go to your desks if you don't want detention." the teacher interrupted.
I reluctantly walked back to my desk and sat down burying my head in my messenger bag. So many thoughts were going through my head that I couldn't think straight. The rest of the day passed by in a blur and I couldn't seem to get him out of my head. Kelsey and I made plans to meet at the mall the next day to go shopping.
I hopped in to my car and drove home with the windows up and the music off lost in thought.
When I got home I asked my mom if she knew where the Carsons had moved. She said she thought somewhere in California.
I headed straight to my room and checked my facebook. I had 7 friend requests including one from Kelsey. I accepted them and then closed my laptop. I grabbed my ipod and put it on shuffle listening to random Taylor Swift, Demi Lovato and Adele songs until dinnertime. We had pizza since we were still unpacking. Afterwards I cleaned the dishes and climbed the stairs to my bedroom. I got lost in thought about memories of Isaac I had forgotten for years and went to sleep with my stomach in knots.