"Andy!" I hear my mom yell from her office."Yea MOMMM!" I shouted back.
"When do you want to go shopping " she shouted. "Ummm whenever but school starts on Monday so tomorrow would be great!"
"Okay" she responds. I smile to myself knowing tomorrow would be the start of a new image for me.
I was going to buy new edgier clothing because I had always wore lame clothes. Shirt,jeans,and sneakers....boring ! Before I had moved I had threw out all my old "nerdy" clothes . So I could go shopping for new ones. Mostly crop tops,peplum tops,skinny jeans,vans,band shirts ,ballet flats and lots of accessories . But I wanted to get more clothes from here to make sure that I wouldn't look funny with my "American clothes"."What about this ?" My mom questioned holding up a black and white floral skirt. We were in a store quite similar to Forever 21 just not as cheap.
"I like it" I say glancing at the skirt. "What about this to go with it?" I say grabbing a white shirt with lace detailing.
"Uh huh" my mom says .
We walk up to the cash register and pay.
I was now walking to a small sandwich shop to get food for my mom and I and by the looks of it, this was the hangout for kids my age.I shifted from one leg to the other looking around the room.
I spot a table of girls sitting in the middle of the table.
I notice they were talking among themselves and sending glares to anyone who looked different.I immediately knew who they were.
Mean girls!
Feeling like some young girl in a cheesy teen movie I glance at them.
My hypothesis was proven when I noticed they were all wearing clothing that was either too tight, too short or just plain revealing.
I was staring at their faces looking beyond the layer of makeup when I was brought back to the real world.
I had stepped up to the register to place my order when the girl in front of me had turned around so abruptly that I ran right into her.Her drink wasted all over her shirt, barely getting on my shoes.
"You FUCKINGG BITCH!" the girl yells at me.
"I'm so so sorry!"I said "I wasn't looking where I was going!"
I crouch down and pick up the fallen cup.
She then literally starts shrieking and whining about her clothes.
"I'm really sorry,I'll buy you a new one if you want." I question looking at her .
"No! Just stay away from me "she shouts stomping off towards the table with the mean girls.
As soon as she gets there,she grabs her bag and walks out the shop with her pack of minions running out behind her. But not without shooting me death glares first.
Great ! Just great ! I had only been in Australia for a few weeks and someone all ready hates me!"Ding Dong" I hear from the kitchen. I walk towards the door and open it. Calum is staying in my door way
"Hi Calum !" I greet him smiling.
He smiles back "Hey"
"So what are you doing here" I ask him questionably .
He looks nervously at his feet "I uh kicked my ball in your backyard." He stutters.
"Oh let's go get it then." I say stepping outside , shutting the door behind me.
Calum trails behind me as I walk behind my house. I spot his soccer ball in the bushes."There it is" I say while Calum sprints towards it.
"Thanks... So you excited for school on Monday?" He asks looking at me expectantly.
No!
Heck no !
Heck to the No!"Uh yea, not so much not knowing anyone but I'm hopeful it'll be fine."I respond leaning against the wall of my house .
"You'll know me" he grins cockily.
"Yea that's great and all but I'm the new girl." I say finally giving up to go sit on one of my patio chairs.
Calum sits next to me and puts a hand on my shoulder."Hey ,Andy you'll be fine, everyone will love you and your American accent."
I shrug "Thanks"
"No problem" he smiles reassuring .
We sit there for a minute in comfortable silence till Calum speaks up."So what are you doing now?" He questions.
"Just lounging around I guess." I respond.
He perks up."Well would you like to come to my house to hang" he asks timidly.
"Sure!" I say way too excitedly,blushing furiously.
He chuckles standing up "Let's go then "
I ended up spending the entire day with Calum . We talked, watched movies and played FIFA which he obviously beat me at. I even found out that he plays bass in a newly formed band.
All in all,Calum seemed really cool and I was super excited to start school on Monday .
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Don't Stop Looking Perfect
Fanfiction15 year old Andrea has just to moved Sydney,Australia to escape her cruel and twisted life. Being a social outcast has made her want to switch her image to catch a certain boy eye.......Michael Clifford. And you know what they say good girls are bad...