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Chapter One

"Zoey" My sister, Imogen yelled from her room.

"Hurry up and get ready for school." Imogen told me.
"I am." I told her.

I stood up and ran to my closet. I grabbed my black skinny jeans, my pink shirt that says 'P!nk' on it, my white jacket, my pink and black high heels, and my loop earrings. I got dressed in my outfit for School and pushed my phone in my pocket.My sister knock on my door.

"Just a second." I told Imogen. I put my pink bag on my shouder.
"Come in, Imogen." I told her. She opened the door and smiled at me.

"Are you done getting ready?" Imogen asked me.
"Yep, I'm ready." I said.
"Then come on then." Imogen told me.
"Okay." I mumbled. She walked out of my room and I sighed. I shoved my things into my pink bag and zipped it up.
"Are you trying to be late?!" Imogen yelled-asked me.
"Why would I want to be late? I love School!" I yelled back.
"Im glad you like school. I hate school." Imogen told me.
"Why do you hate school, Imogen?" I asked, curious.
"Dont worry about it, Zoey." She sighed in annoyance. I walked downstairs to the front door and opened it.
"Okay. Let's go. Mom is waiting for us." I told Imogen.
"Yeah. We should go. I rather talk to mom then listening to you being a pain about school." Imogen snapped at me.
"I am not being a pain, Imogen. Oh Emm Geeh." I said.
"Never mind, Zoey. Let's just go. Mom is waiting." She told me as she bumped my shoulder when she walked out the door to mom's car.

My mouth formed a 'o', I turned around, and huffed. I stomped off into my mom's car. The reason why I have to ride with my mom is because I'm fifteen and I don't have a car. I got into the passenger side and Imogen had got into the back seat.I turned on the radio and Call Me Maybe by Carly Rae Jepson came on. It was my favorite song in the world.

I threw a wish in the well,
Don't ask me, I'll never tell
I looked to you as it fell,
And now you're in my way

I'd trade my soul for a wish,
Pennies and dimes for a kiss
I wasn't looking for this,
But now you're in my way

Your stare was holdin',
Ripped jeans, skin was showin'
Hot night, wind was blowin'
Where you think you're going, baby?

Hey, I just met you,
And this is crazy,
But here's my number,
So call me, maybe?

It's hard to look right,
At you baby,
But here's my number,
So call me, maybe?

Hey, I just met you,
And this is crazy,
But here's my number,
So call me, maybe?

And all the other boys,
Try to chase me,
But here's my number,
So call me, maybe?

You took your time with the call,
I took no time with the fall
You gave me nothing at all,
But still, you're in my way

I beg, and borrow and steal
Have foresight and it's real
I didn't know I would feel it,
But it's in my way

Your stare was holdin',
Ripped jeans, skin was showin'
Hot night, wind was blowin'
Where you think you're going, baby?

Hey, I just met you,
And this is crazy,
But here's my number,
So call me, maybe?

It's hard to look right,
At you baby,
But here's my number,
So call me, maybe?

Hey, I just met you,
And this is crazy,
But here's my number,
So call me, maybe?

And all the other boys,
Try to chase me,
But here's my number,
So call me, maybe?

Before you came into my life
I missed you so bad
I missed you so bad
I missed you so, so bad

Before you came into my life
I missed you so bad
And you should know that
I missed you so, so bad

It's hard to look right,
At you baby,
But here's my number,
So call me, maybe?

Hey, I just met you,
And this is crazy,
But here's my number,
So call me, maybe?

And all the other boys,
Try to chase me,
But here's my number,
So call me, maybe?

Before you came into my life
I missed you so bad
I missed you so bad
I missed you so, so bad

Before you came into my life
I missed you so bad
And you should know that

So call me, maybe?

After the song was off we arrived at school. I screamed in joy and clapped my hands at the same time. Imogen groaned and I could tell she was rolling her eyes. She hated School and she wished School was never invented.

"I just love school!" I screeched.
"You and your school, Zoey." Imogen muttered.

We got out of the car but Imogen did not want to. I did though.

"So happy to be here!" I yelled and threw my arms in the air.

I looked around and thank god there was no one outside. If anyone knew that I loved school that would hurt my reputation. Imogen just started to laugh at me. I knew why Imgoen was laughing at me to. I just didn't pay attention to her.

We was a little earlier because the buses came two minutes after we did. As soon as the buses stopped we went into the school. I stated to walk down the hall way with my sister Imogen. I saw my crew around the corner and Imogen went the opposite way to her locker. I walked up to my crew and started talking about usual things. Fashion. Popularity. Boys.

Chapter Two

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I dedicate this to Amber M. for making the cover and my grandma, Linda. AND.............YOU!!!!

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