Sky

I jolt out of bed hearing my alarm ring for the first time in months, glad to have been awakened from my annual nightmare of going to school.

Unfortunately for me, the nightmare doesn't end when I wake up, it actually starts.

Does anybody else get that fluttery feeling in their stomach when it's the first day of school? Kinda like you're waiting in line at the dentist?

I stare at the ceiling a bit more until my eyes adjust and I look around and compare my sight to yesterday, desperately hoping that a radioactive spider bit me in my sleep and I wouldn't need my glasses anymore, or at least gotten slightly better since my eyes are still not stable.

I ignore my glasses on top of my phone and head to the bathroom to do my business and wash my face with soap.

Stay clean kids, that's the answer to acne.

Especially at my age. Hah everyone is getting pimples everywhere and here I am with clear skin. So what if it's really dry? Whatever, I got clear skin suckas haha!

I walk out of the bathroom and wear my glasses before I go downstairs to find some breakfast. My older brother as usual is tying his shoes to leave for work. My parents are in the kitchen having breakfast.

"Bye loser." I tell my brother, Luke.

"Excuse me? You're calling me a loser, noob?"

"THREE TIMES!!!" My parents called out from the kitchen, teasing him.
Luke rolled his eyes and let out a dramatic sigh, but I could tell from his little smile that he was secretly proud of me that I was able to beat him in Mortal Kombat three times in a row when he played with his main.

You may think three times isn't much, but trust me it is. He's been playing that game since he was a toddler, so it's a pretty big deal that I beat him yesterday.

"Rematch. Today." I nod and laugh, saying goodbye once more before he left for work.

I walk into the kitchen and greet my parents as I join them at the table and serve myself some of the eggs my mom made.

"Excited for school?" My mom laughs when she sees the face I made.

"Not one bit."

"At least you're gonna see your friends everyday now." My dad adds.

"True true. But at what cost? Physics? And our teacher can't even teach!"

We talk more over breakfast before it's time for me to get ready for school.

I walk into the bathroom and brush my teeth before going to my room to change.

Only days I care about my outfit are the first day of school and the last day.

Start with a bang and end with a bang.
And you build the momentum of that last bang by not really trying to look good all year THEN BAM SUCKAS I'M HOT AND Y'ALL MISSED OUT!!

I pick out my silver surfer shirt to wear with my black pants and my soft thin red and black flannel on top of it.
I brush my hair and leave it like down in its natural straight -but very slightly wavy- state, since apparently I got the best hair at school.

I don't understand how, because I can barely do a ponytail and I see some pretty complicated hairstyles on the heads of my classmates. But I guess the color is pretty unique; it's a strawberry blonde color, but it has some platinum blonde hairs in there, as well as fiery red, and it's mostly golden. It's hard to explain heh.

I grab my bag that I had prepared last night and walk down to wear my shoes.

Shoes in the house is a big no no.

I wear my holo sneakers and say goodbye to my parents before I walk to school.

Shit!

I forgot my apple!!

I run back home, since I haven't gone that far and open the door, asking my mom to put an apple in my bag for me.

I really like apples.

I walk out again and somehow only now I notice that the house next to ours has cars parked in its driveway. Our new neighbors must've finally arrived, cool.

I walk past it and notice a guy around my age looking at a paper with confusion. I use my super sherlock deduction skills and come to the conclusion that he's probably looking for how to get to school.
How did I do that amazing trick you ask?

He's wearing a backpack and it's open, showing 11th grade books. And he's holding a map to our school.

I can't believe I'm doing this but I have to socialize I guess.

I walk closer to him and tap on his shoulder.

"Excuse me, hi, your bag is open." I smile kindly. "I'm also a junior this year, actually. Need any help?"

He turns around and I regret my decision to befriend him.
Because he is C U T E!!!

He has wavy brown fluffy hair, deep chocolaty brown eyes and rosy lips and oh my god who is this guy!

"Oh, thanks for telling me." He says and closes his bag. "Uhh, can you show me how to get to the school? I'm kinda lost."

"Nah I'm just gonna go to school alone."

"Oh. Okay."

Sarcasm, not the way to talk to a cute guy.

"I was kidding." I laugh. "Come on."

"So is the school nice?"

"It's not the best academically, but the environment of it is amazing. Our teachers are really cool and chill. They're more like friends actually. But the physics teacher sucks I'm not gonna lie."

"Fine by me, I'm great at physics."

"Teach me your ways."

We laugh and continue to walk.

"So you moved in recently, right?"

"Yeah, it's pretty hectic."

"Well guess who you got as a neighbor." I smile and jump, landing with jazz hands. "This girl! And the principal ."

"No way!" He laughs.

"Oh this is my friend's house. Would you mind waiting a couple minutes until they come out?"

"Not at all"

I take out my phone and text them to come out. 

"Just a warning, my friends and I have no filter whatsoever. But they're really nice...most times. So don't let your social awkwardness get in the way."

"Oh no, was I too awkward right now?" He frowns, looking down.

"Nah, it takes one to know one. Also I knew because we both forgot to introduce ourselves." I laugh, making him chuckle and facepalm.

"Oh my god." He groans and I laugh more.

"Lucky for you, we're all awkward, you'd fit in perfectly." I smile at him. "I'm Sky, by the way."

Heh that rhymed.

"I'm Peter." He smiles and my eyes widen.

"Please tell me your last name is Parker!" I chuckle. 

"I wish." He laughs. "Marvel fan huh?" He nods at my shirt.

"Huge geek." I state proudly. 

"Awesome, finally someone who will understand my references."

We laugh more, just enjoying talking to each other, both of us finding it easy and comfortable.

"You're welcome to join the Potato clan, Peter." He laughs at the name.

"I'd be honored, potato queen." I laugh and blush.

I am literally always a tomato, so imagine my face when someone says something nice or cute to me. I die inside on the daily.

'LAURA GET YO ASS DOWN HERE ALREADY!! WE'RE GONNA BE LATE!'

I glance to look at Peter, seeing his wide eyes and chuckling to myself.

"Don't worry, they don't bite." I place my hand on his shoulder and smile. "Their little brother does tho."

"What?" 

I laugh more at his adorable scared face. He's gonna be a great addition to our group if he sticks around.

"You know, if your name was Peter Parker I would've proposed to you at the spot." I say bluntly, making him burst out laughing.