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First day of school.

Reluctantly speaking, I'd awoken earlier than usual in attempts to visually make a good first impression for the first day returning as a sophomore. My appearance was crucial, especially the way people see me

Pick one (I'd pick orange or red cause it goes well simply)

And as for my outfit, (if you'd rather never mind the piercing part(s) or all of it, feel free ^-^)

I pulled a crop-top/long sleeve that had fishnet print that would cover half of my shoulders and collarbones, over my head, straightening out the folded in fabric a little. Next, I stepped into some black jeans that we're completely ripped and torn from where the pocket ended down to slightly below my knees. Lastly I slipped on my black leather (faux) boots and a black beanie to end my outfit. I analyzed myself in the mirror, taking in each element I'd worked to construct.

Edgy.

(I'd pick the bottom right X-Men one or the Vans)

I grabbed my bag from off of my doorknob and set off from my house, which was empty. My father is a rich business owner, and because of the wage he gets, he has allowed me to have my own personal beach house, that I hadn't known I'd be neighboring with Jackson Wang. He's supposedly the most attractive, talented, quick-witted, smartest guy in school. I saw him at registration the other day, but only from a far distance, so I'd have no further reason to inspect what the hype was about over Mr. Wang here. But now that I've done a little reading and research on this guy, I realize that in a high sense;

He's famous.

He's a singer/rapper and a dancer who's got a huge fan base, and he's quite successful in the music industry worldwide. I mean, look!

He's got millions of followers, views, subscribers, fan, e v e r y t h i n g . This guy must be ballin' and shit, I'm sure he's one of the people who wears Supreme branded clothing articles, Gucci, has a really expensive nice car, the best phone, maybe even more than one car and phone. He's got it going for him, alright. At least no one will probably target me if everyone's so damn busy following Wang all year.

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For the first time in three months nearly, I'd set foot on campus.

I was actually listening to some of Jackson Wang's music, he had a really good voice and his instrumental pieces we're incredible. I can see why he get's so much praise.

Not paying any mind to stepping forward cautiously, I found my body had collided hard against another's. My lips parted in shock, and we're prepared to shout, but as I looked up, I was speechless.

"S-sorr-"

"Nonono, don't apologize, I wasn't particularly paying much attention myself" his deep voice admitted with a chuckle.

I hadn't noticed until moments later, and I'd seen that when we bumped into one another my phone had flew from my fingers, which, were just as clumsy as the rest of me. The home screen displayed..

My eyes widened in terror, hoping he wouldn't see and assume I was a stalker. Oh god, what of he thinks I bumped into him on purpose just to talk to him? Then Hell think I'm desperate and creepy! Ugh, that isn't the case, but this looks really bad, damn it. I went to grab my phone, but dramatically expected, his hand fell over mine, and I revoked to pick up the phone. Instead, he did, and at first glance, he smiled when he saw the screen. He returned it to my grasp, holding his hands over mine longer than I originally expected he would. I was looking down at our hands that had been touching most of the time, but for a split moment, I rose my head up and our faces we're close to nothing apart, and stupid me, I laughed nervously.

But as I looked over his shoulder, I felt my body tense into a straightness that I couldn't move from. I was physically stuck in place. My breath successfully caught itself in my throat at the sight of what I'd seen. They shouldn't be here, how are they here. They we're gone forever. Never again. I couldn't function for the longest period of time; long enough to where I had grown ill at ease, and dangerously unaware of what was going on around me anymore besides what my eyes had latched to for what had genuinely seemed to go on for an eternity. It had been none other than my first love- the one from the nightmare.

It was Bam Bam.

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An // I'm quite impressed with the fact that I managed to publish so much in the last couple of days. It's been rough, considering I woke up at two in tm lastnight and couldn't breath buUUUUut.

I'm alive, and so is my writing flow, so.. i think that we good :)

-NeoCultTech