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I woke up to my alarm clock beeping loudly in my ear. I reached over and turned it off. I got up out of bed and walked into the bathroom to brush my teeth and take a shower.
After getting out of the shower and drying off, I went to my closet and picked out some clothes for the day. I chose to wear my tight, black skinny jeans, a black t-shirt, a black leather jacket, and black combat boots. I also picked out a few necklaces, and rings from my jewelry box, before applying eyeliner with a smokey eyeshadow, and dark red lip gloss. I fixed my jet black hair with blue highlights.
Today is my first day at my new high school. I'm very nervous, but at least I have my brother Andrew with me.
I walked down the stairs to the kitchen to see Andrew eating breakfast. He was wearing a Marilyn Manson t-shirt, tight, black skinny jeans, a black leather jacket, and his blood-red combat boots with a slight heel to them that went with the red highlights in his jet black hair. He also had on eyeliner, a smokey eyeshadow, dark red lipstick, a choker necklace, and a few rings on his fingers. Today he was wearing his red contacts.
My brother and I were very similar yet different at the same time. Andrew had more of a rocker look than me. We're both gay, by the way.
After eating breakfast, Andrew and I drove to school. When we got to the school's parking lot, I started getting nervous. Andrew reached over and squeezed my hand, giving me a warm smile.
"Don't worry, Adam. Everything is going to be okay, trust me." He gave my hand one more squeeze before getting out of the car. I sighed deeply before following him.
We walked into the school building, looking for the office. When we finally found it, we opened the door and walked in. A elderly woman in her late sixties look up from her computer.
"May I help you?" She asked.
"Yes. We just transferred from another school." I said.
"What are your names?"
"Adam and Andrew Lambert." I said.
"Ah yes. Here are the papers you must look at and fill for this school. Please return them by the end of this week. Here are your schedules, locker codes, and class passes. I hope you will enjoy Carmen High." She said.
We thanked her, before finding our lockers and placing all the paper in there. After that we walked down the crowded hallways, trying to find out where our next class is.
Once we found it, we knocked on the door and walked in.