Serena's pov

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock, my eyes squeezed shut as i groaned. I began to smash at my alarm clock at the table beside my bed, trying to shut it off. Finnally, the beeping stopped. I wanted to go back to sleep but i got up anyway, stretching with a tired yawn. I went to bathroom, brushed my teeth, took a shower, combed my now short hair, and went into my room again. I went to my closet and picked out a light pink hoodie and a some long jeens. I put them on and wore some cute boots. I smiled at myself in the mirror, feeling certain this school year will turn out great.

I turned to the table beside my mirror, finding a picture of me when i first came to my old school, when i still had my long hair, with my friends Misty and Paul standing beside me. Suddenly a drop of water fell on my face. I realised that i was begining to cry and i wiped my tears away.

I headed downstairs and there was a note on the kitchen table. I walked up to the table and grabbed the note. I began to read it.

The note:

Dear darling Serena,

I went to work early due to a meeting so you can make yourself some breakfast. There's some sandwhiches in the cabinet if you want some. Love you! Have a great first day of school!

- Your mom, Grace Yvonne

End of note

I sighed and placed the note on the table.

"Atleast mom wont be there to embarrass me like last year.." i muttered.

I grabbed the sandwhiches from the cabinet and sat down to eat them. When i finished breakfast, i got up from my seat and looked at the clock on the wall. It was 5:50, so i had ten minutes before i had to go to school, but i went to school anyway.

I closed the door of the house and locked it, hiding the keys in a plant pot like mom always did, and walked away from my house. As i walked down the street, i clentched my hands into tight fists.

"What jf people think im weird just like at my old school?" The thought made me worry more. I felt like turning back but i kept walking forward, my mind seeming to go somewhere else like clouds moving across a blue sky. Suddenly I bumped into something, causing me to hit my head against something hard before I fell to the ground. I groaned, my arm over my aching forhead. As I lay there, a dark figure loomed over me. I opened my eyes to see a raven haired boy with beautiful hazel brown eyes standing over me. He wore a blue jacket over a black shirt, and he also wore black jeans. He wore black gloves on his hands, holes in them that made his fingers show. And one of those hands was stretched out to me.

"Hey are you ok?"