“We do not remember days, we remember moments. The richness of life lies in memories we have forgotten.”
A.L. High, (about) 10 years earlier.
Lauren Barlow
Lauren Barlow was the new girl, she just moved from NYC to the small victorian town, Broad Meadows, California.
Her parents just got divorced and this was her mom’s idea of moving on from that part of her life. Lauren, of course, was devastated that she had to move all the way across the country and away from her friends. Away from her top notch private school, and their gorgeous penthouse apartment where she had her own balcony with a gorgeous view of the city. Away from her life.
Her first day at A.L. High, her new school that was totally public and totally not her, was better than she expected. The building looked like it had probably been there since Victorian times. It was gorgeous, Lauren had to admit.
There to greet her at the front door was a preppy looking girl with long dirty blond hair pulled up into a ponytail, showcasing her bigger than average forehead and her kind of hazel eyes. Lauren mentally noted that some bangs would greatly improve her look.
“Hi!” the girl said, “I’m Summer and I’m here to greet you. See here at A.L. High we want everyone to be welcome, especially the people who just drop in in the middle of the semester.”
Lauren wondered if she should feel offended about the last remark, since she had just dropped in in the middle of the semester.
“Well, hi,” was all she said.
“Would you like some assistance finding your locker, or the main office?” Summer asked.
“No, I think I’ll survive,” Lauren said, “But thanks.”
“No problem,” Summer said, “Just look for me if you ever need my help.”
“Okay,” Lauren said, taking a step inside, “See you later.”
“Bye,” Summer said, staying by the door as Lauren entered the school.
Lauren didn’t see how she would have any trouble finding anything here, there were signs everywhere.
The day went by mostly the same, she found her locker easily and quickly set it up and then was off to her first class.
She couldn't quite believe it when the teacher asked her to introduce herself to the class, just like in all those TV shows.
“Hi, I’m Lauren Barlow,” she said, “I just moved from NYC city where I went to the best private school there and lived in a gorgeous penthouse apartment. I have to admit I’m not totally stoked to be here, but I’m going to make the best of it.”
And then back to her seat. Everyone stared at her like she was some kind of goddess or something, and Lauren had to admit, she loved it.
Fisher Brown
Fisher Brown liked to spend his time at the arcade, not at school. So whenever he was at school he did whatever he could to get out of school. Which never worked because he always seemed to get detention, which meant more time in school.
Yeah, he wasn’t the sharpest crayon in the box, he actually might have been the dullest. He didn’t care for school, or really anything other than video games and Snoop Dogg. He had an unhealthy obsession with both.
His senior year had been going on as usual until Lauren came, and Summer, his cousin, had decided to make her her friend. Summer can be pretty determined sometimes, though most people think she’s just a wallflower.
The first day time Fisher met Lauren was on her first day. It was lunch and Fisher was listening to Summer tell him all about this new girl. Mostly he was ignoring her though, what was so special about this new girl anyway?
But then he saw her. It was like in all those movies, it felt like time slowed down and she glowing or something.
“What are you looking at?” Summer said looking behind her. “Oh.”
“Who is she?” Fisher asked.
“That’s Lauren,” Summer said, “The girl I was just talking about?”
“Yo, you never said she was hot,” Fisher said.
Summer rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to Lauren, “Hey, Lauren, over here!”
Lauren looked at her, shrugged and started over to them. Fisher wondered if she noticed the looks she was getting from all over the cafeteria.
“Lauren, this is Fisher,” Summer said as Lauren sat down.
“Hey,” Lauren said flatly, as if she would rather sit elsewhere.
“Yo,” Fisher said.
“How was your day so far?” Summer asked.
“Fine,” Lauren said, “The teacher made me introduce myself in homeroom, how lame is that?”
“Everyone has to introduce themselves if they start in the middle of the school year,” Summer explained.
Lauren groaned, “OMG, that is so lame. Why couldn’t my mom just let me stay in New York.”
“You’re from New York?” Summer asked, “What part?”
“The city,” Lauren said, with a faraway look on her face.
“That’s cool,” Summer said, “What’s it like?”
“It’s wonderful,” Lauren said, smiling, “It’s heaven on earth, for sure. You’re really missing out if you’ve never been there.”
“I haven’t,” Summer said. “But my dad’s there right now. He been there for a while actually.”
“He’s been gone forever,” Fisher said, “How long has it been now? Like a year.”
Summer nodded solemnly.
“Oh?” Lauren said, “Why is he there?”
“He’s helping out a friend get ready to move,” Summer said.
“For that long,” Lauren laughed, “I’m sorry, but that’s suspicious.”
Summer frowned, “what do you mean?”
Lauren smiled sympathetically, “What I mean is that I think he’s there for other reasons.”
“Or maybe it’s just taking a while?” Summer said.
Lauren patted her on the back, “Hey, don’t worry. I'm sure he'll be back someday.”
“Of course he will,” Summer said.
Then Lauren started talking about the cafeteria food at her old school, how it was so “posh”. But Fisher was hardly listening, just staring. Lauren was probably the most gorgeous girl he’d ever seens. Which her perfectly curly Brown hair, and deep brown eyes. Most people think those features are boring, but not on her.
It was love at first sight.
Summer
Summer was the good girl, she liked following the rules, getting good grades, and being friendly to everyone. Some people thought she was too good, but there is nothing wrong with being too good.
The first thing Summer noticed about Lauren was that she seemed to be sad. She looked up at the school with a look of wonder and melancholy.
But when Summer talked to her she brushed her off, so Summer told herself not to care about this random girl because she didn’t have time for the negative energy in her life.
But it wasn’t that easy. It was like as soon as she saw her they had a connection and Summer couldn’t stop thinking about her.
So by lunch time she decided that she would make this girl her friend, and hopefully cheer her up in the process.
Lunch couldn’t have gone any better, as soon as Lauren got started talking about her life she brightened up.
After lunch Summer walked Lauren to her next class, she insisted even though Lauren had said no multiple times.
“You know,” Lauren said as they arrived to her classroom, “You would look ten times better with bangs.”
Summer didn’t know if she should be offended or not, “Thanks?”
“No, you totally should get bangs,” Lauren said. “And some new clothes.”
Summer frowned, looking down at her outfit, a pair of plain jeans and a purple tank top. What was wrong with it?
Lauren smiled, “Don’t worry, I’m your friend now. We’ll get you fixed up in no time”
Summer decided to forget the insult and focus on that first line “I’m your friend now”, Summer had succeeded.
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