I woke up with big red puffy eyes. Then all the memories flooded back to my head. I checked the time and it was 6:30. I groaned and got out of bed. I walked to the bathroom and washed my face and dried it. After, I put some foundation on my eyes to cover up the red. Later, I got dressed and picked a black halter with a pair of skinny jeans. after I put on my high heel boots and got out of my room. I quietly walked over to my mum's office and and opened the door. I walked in and sat down in the chair, "I'll go to school today, just to get it over with." she smiled and said, "You mean, 'we'." I shook my head, "No." she frowned and asked, "Why not?" I just sighed and asked, "Can you just tell me what I need?" She sighed, led me over to a closet, and grabbed a black backpack from it, "This is your backpack. It has some hidden weapons, just in case." I smiled, maybe this won't be so bad. Then, she sat back down to her desk and showed me a list that read,
1. Go to the front desk and ask for a timetable and lock (with the combination told to you by the front desk lady)
"Mum, I know how to get ready for school, I just need supplies," I complained as I read. She just shushed me and told me to keep reading,
2. Go to locker and get books ready
3. Find friends (not meanies)
I laughed at the last one, all mum's have some humor in them but she looked serious. I just shrugged it off and stood up, "Okay, well I need to go now." She nodded but then asked, "Have you eaten breakfast?" I shook my head, "I'll just grab an apple on the way out." She nodded slowly, but then shrugged.
As I headed my way out the building, I grabbed an apple, as promised, and headed out the building. Shit! I forgot to ask for the location. I was about to run back inside when a black car pulled up, are you Victoria? I nodded slowly, "Yes." The man smiled, "I will be driving you to school everyday now, is that okay?" I nodded slowly again, "Okay." the man looked at me, confused, "Well, hop in!" I went in the shiny vehicle and we pulled away from the curb. The ride was silent but I knew when I got to my destination it won't be.
When I got to the school, I thanked the driver and headed to the building. It was massive. I was admiring it when I bumped into someone. She looked like a barbie doll. Must be one of those "meanies" mum talked about. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?!?!?!?" the girl yelled. I simply replied, "Going to school." She glared at me. "Quite clumsily, I must say," she said mocking my British accent. I laughed, "How long did it take you to learn that?" She just glared at me and left. Glad that's out of the way. I quickly headed to the front desk and got my time table and lock, with the combination. I looked around but couldn't find my locker anywhere. I growled in anger and frustration. "Whoa, you look like you could use a chill pill right now," a girl with a ginormous grin on her face said. "Hardy har har," I replied, not in the mood. "Wow, I never met a British girl before!" She exclaimed. "You're the second person who said that," I laughed. She's not as bad as I thought. "Hey, can I see your timetable?" she asks, after a couple seconds later of silence. "Sure," is answer, as I pass the timetable to her. She looks though it and nods at some, "We have all the same clases except phys. ed." she sad, after a couple minutes of reading through it. "Okay" is all I reply. "So, where's your locker?" she asks. "That's kinda why I was mad, I can't find it." i reply sheepishly. She looks at the locker number and squeals, "Our lockers are right next to each other!" "Great! Now, you can help me get to it or we'll be late to class." I smile, pointing at the clock. She gasps, while grabbing my arm and running/ dragging me to our lockers.
Haha, meanies.... I made a hardy har. I just don't want the story to be too tense. Please, tell your friends, meanies ;), pets, random people, stalkers, weirdos, or your pet unicorns about my story. I have to know peoples' opinions on this thing. I try my best and I hope I can show it to you!
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The Black Rose
AksiDo you ever look in the mirror and remember the black outfit your wearing because you have to go to a mission? Well, Victoria does. She is an agent. She is sixteen and originally from London but moved to Chicago. She has completed many missions and...
