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Today seemed like an average day. Get up. Eat breakfast. Brush your teeth. Put on clothes. Try (and mostly fail at) taming the thick, wild, wavy, blunt-copper-colored mess that was her hair. Call her best friend, tell her to meet at the front yard of the school. Double check her look. Try and find that one concealer that would match her pale skin.
How come I'm always losing things I need?
Emily grabbed her bag and left her house after finally finding it and applying it.
She had lived in South Carolina all her life. Gone to the same school almost her entire life.
And today was the first day of school.
Everything was basically routine.
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Andddddd I'm running late.
Great.
Lucas never was the perfectionist. His family had moved to South Carolina over summer, around July. And nobody warned him it was going to be this HOT.
Like literally, he had never started to sweat because of the weather before. He was from Vermont, so, that basically explains it.
ITS FREAKING AUGUST AND IT FEELS LIKE 95 degrees!!! ( Fahrenheit )
He rushed to brush his teeth, shove his contacts in, grab his typical hoodie, and looked in the mirror and sighed. He ran his fingers through his scruffy brown hair, and tried to smooth a few big wrinkles out of his jeans.
Whatever... I've got no one to impress...
He ran out of his house, yelling a goodbye to his little sister and parents.
As soon as his feet hit the sidewalk, about a block from his house, he realized he had no idea where he was going.
I knew I should of paid attention to where we going on that stupid tour...
He looked around, trying to find someone who looked like they were from around here. Glancing to his right he saw a woman tending to her front yard, and walked up to her and politely asked where Allikison Middle School was.
"I'm sorry dear, I don't know where exactly that is, but I know that young lady over there goes there. Ask her. But before, do you mind helping me by moving that plant over there onto my porch?"
Not wanting to be rude, even though he knew he was running late, and seeing this lady was pretty elderly, he picked up the huge plant and lugged it to the corner of her porch.
Dang! this thing weighs a ton..
"Thank you, young man. Now hurry along, you don't want to miss your chance to talk to her!"
" No problem! And Thanks!"
He dashed to about 3 feet behind the girl.
While he was doing this, he didn't notice the woman had picked up the huge plant like it was nothing, and was moving it to her backyard.
"Interesting..." She murmured to herself. " We have one. Now, to test the young lady..."