Heyyyy peeps! Thank you for giving my book a chance.... this is my first proper work and I've put in a lot of effort in planning and writing this story, I'm sure my fellow writers will understand. Anyho, there's a whole bunch of fun, twists and majoooorrrrr  drama. If you're a fan of American rom com, teen fiction then This. Is. It. Just sit back with whatever snack is near you, get cozy and start reading.  

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(Notification popping sound) ugh. (Message from Chloe)

Chloe: oh my God oh my God oh my God ! I am so excited for today. and it's just the beginning. you know what?! I'm feeling it. I'm realllyyy really feeling it. This year is gonna be a good year. 

Evelyn: Yay, I am excited. I kinda saw this coming. I could barely open my eyes, but still managed to read the text. It's 5:30 in the morning, you're up already?

Chloe: Of course I am! It's the first day of high school! How can you not be excited? High school is going to be amazing, you know what's more amazing? Jasper and Hazel broke up.

Evelyn: No kidding. I grunt in my mind. I'm way too sleepy to even get that sound outta my mouth.

Chloe: Yeah. That sounded obvious. I always knew it wasn't genuine

I roll over to the other side of the bed. Evelyn: What happened btw?

Chloe: Dunno. Yet. But we are going to know once we go to school! Aaaaa I can't wait. Come on girl, get that pretty little ass out of the bed and get ready!

Even though it was a text, I could clearly understand Chloe's screaming out of excitement. I told her to give me one more hour and I'll wake up for sure.

7:00 a.m.

Chloe is a lot like my mother. My mother is as excited as Chloe is about my first day in High School. Last night she told me that she was going to make my favourite breakfast.

She made me go to bed yesterday night around like 8:30, so that I could get up early to choose an outfit .

I mean, what does that even mean? Why do I have to choose a 'special looking dress' for the first day of school?

It's absurd. I just don't get her.

I was going to wear a perfectly clean, normal looking dress.

My mother was like that back when she was in High School. She was 'The Popular Girl'. Everyone liked her, she was beautiful, smart, bold and of course there were plenty of boys who fancied her.

She obviously dated a lot of them and as she says, it's not a bad thing to be with someone and see how they are, to take your time and see if you like them.

And if you don't, you have the complete right to back off.

Relationships that we want to keep forever are like expensive dresses. You should always check them carefully.

So did she, but she never found the perfect dress.

Hence she never loved any guy. I mean that's what she said. I sometimes have my doubts.

She is a wonderful woman and smart. She must have had at least a crush on someone. I did go that way once but it didn't end well, she started asking questions to me about my crushes and I got all awkward.

She says that it was not easy to raise a child by herself, but it was more painful to not be able to share that joy with a partner.

She did tell her friends, my grandparents about me but not being able to sit with someone sipping wine and watching me take my first step was heartbreaking.

All that overwhelming joy and no one to hold the hand tightly or hug.

Yesterday before going to bed my mother gave me a big speech about how memories are important.

It's not completely wrong though, I try to do what she asks me to but sometimes she pushes me so much it's like she wants me to become the exact version of herself when she was young.

I can't do that, I'm a different person.

My mother was smart and I feel like she didn't put a lot of effort into academic scores, but I think I need to.

She said these two years are really important. It's not only about academic scores, high school prepares us for challenges that we might face outside the school.

She says I should have fun, bunk classes, fall in love, make mistakes and learn from those mistakes and it makes us stronger. Well, I promised that I will try.

I went downstairs and as expected, she made me my favorite breakfast. I should have clicked a picture of her face. The amount of excitement it portrayed.

"Eva," she sighs "please tell me you are not going to wear that to your first day"

"What's wrong with it? It's really pretty."

Told ya, it's like my mother is going to high school. I ate my breakfast, I was about to leave because Chloe was waiting outside, my mother stopped me and said, "Eva you're a pretty girl, and you should always remember that."

"umm okay?"

I knew what she was trying to say.

She thinks that I don't love myself, and if I don't I will not be able to make someone else fall in love with me. That is not quite like my theory, I did not have any boyfriend till now because I do not think I need one right away!

I mean what do we even need them for? Sharing stuff, talking, spending time, I think I've already got people for those things. I have Chloe, I have Leo and maybe sometimes my mother. My mother has been trying to convince me about this for a long time since I was a sophomore.

She says that there are a lot of things about a person that we can't notice until we know them really well. Also there is so much about our own selves that we are not aware of. Dating people helps us discover things that you never knew you ever liked or disliked.

So if I don't start dating people I wouldn't have enough time to know them properly. And thus to spend the rest of my life with them.

Chloe was waiting for me outside the house, so we walked together to school. Leo was waiting outside the school to receive us. Leo and I became friends just last year. He does not live in my neighborhood. He's really a very good friend.

Leo is an amazing singer. He came out of the closet a year ago. He has one of the purest hearts of all the people I have met till now. I am not very sure about the reasons but it is really lucky of me to have a gay friend.

As we entered the hallway a lot of people looked different, well dressed, confident, a lot were the same, few were missing and there were of course a few new faces. Jasper and Hazel broke up for god knows what possible reasons, everyone was making their own stories about their breakup.

Hazel and Jasper were kind of a big deal. It's not because of their relationship it's basically because Jasper's the tall, handsome guy, well dressed and Hazel was pretty famous herself.

"I cannot wait to see Jasper's face." Chloe whispered

Leo accompanied "Only god knows how much I would love to see Hazel's devastated face. Aaghh!"

Well, both of them had their own reasons, Hazel outed Leo in front of almost the entire school. It didn't go quite as Hazel imagined it would, people were very supportive, it was still a bit embarrassing for Leo. Although there were people who were supportive, there were definitely haters who said some really mean and hurtful things. Also Hazel certainly did not have any positive intentions.

On the other hand Jasper was flirting real hard with Chloe for the last 2 years, by the end of sophomore Chloe did kind of fall for Jasper. When she confessed about her feelings to Jasper Hazel just swooped in and insulted Chloe real bad. I was absent that day. I had a minor fever, Chloe said that she wasn't mad at Hazel for just being herself i.e mean, disrespectful, annoying.

Hazel never meant anything to Chloe, but she did not expect such type of behavior from Jasper. He did not only stand there watching Chloe getting insulted but he laughed at her. Jasper laughed just after she confessed her feelings about him.

"Jasper, let that bitch come to my face and say all sorts of rubbish things about me and he did not say a word" Chloe whispered with rage.

Suddenly I felt an urge to pee. With all the drama my mother pulled this morning I might have forgotten to pee before I left.

"Hey Chloe..." I whispered "I'm gonna head to the washroom really quickly, I gotta pee" .

"Okay, but make it fast"

Just after I left for the washroom I realized that Hazel came out in the hallway and Chloe couldn't resist but say " ohh look who's here, the newly broken bitch" and I knew I had to make it real fast.

I started running towards the washroom, my phone started buzzing, I pulled my mobile out of the pocket (mom calling) appeared on my mobile screen. I picked it up while I heard Leo scream "oh my god Chloe!" I turned back and received the call at the same time and BAAM!

The next thing I know my phone is on the floor, my nose got a deep cut on it and it was bleeding. I was holding my nose and could barely stand because of the pain, someone said

"Are you okay... woh! You're bleeding!" He held me, asked me to hold his hand and sort of dragged me inside a room. He opened the tap and washed the blood.

I still hadn't seen his face because I could not open my eyes. I was in tremendous pain. I felt a piece of cloth on my face. He started cleaning the blood around my nose. I realized that he was trying not to hurt me, that was really sweet of him.

"You will be fine. I can take you to the medical room. Will you be able to walk?" He had a tough voice but it sounded polite and sensible. He kinda smelled like evening musk. The voice was familiar I guess. Maybe not.

Suddenly I hear the door opening really hard. "Evelyn!" thank god that's Chloe!

"Jasper?" that sounded like Hazel.

"wait. what?!"

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[A/N]

Phew! Guess a lot of you didn't see that coming. Well, don't starting assuming anything already. I know Jasper came along as kind of a D-bag in this chapter but you'll find more about all the characters little bit more as the story moves forward. 

See y'all in the next chapter. Hope you stick around.