Lux

Chapter One

 The girl's bathrooms smelled good for once. Unfortuanately, the new air freshener that sat on the sink only made my stomach churn even more. It was the block after lunch, and let's just say that the cafeteria food didn't sit well. 

 I sat on the middle of the floor, the stall door wide open. My math teacher had dismissed me from class when I nearly vomitted on her hideous teal shoes. What worried me most is that I don't get sick. Ever. 

 I've been in excellent health my entire life. My school records showed perfect attendance for the past twelve years, so why now? It's my junior year, my seventeenth birthday is tomorrow, and I'm sitting in a bathroom stall ready to get rid of whatever is left in my digestive system. After a few minutes, the nausea subsided and I slowly stood up. 

 The day was meant to end in ten minutes, so there was no point in going back to class. 

 Reaching my locker, I unlocked it quickly before pulling out my bag and slinging over my shoulder. All my required books were already inside. I pulled my iPod out of my pocket. Placing the headphones in  my ears, I clicked play and listened as Ed Sheeran's voice filled my voice. I paced down the hallway, out the front doors and in the direction of my house. It took me all of one minute to cross the street and walk up my driveway. Living across the street from the school made it easy to get home or to school at any hour of the day. 

 "Lux!" I heard my mom call as I slammed shut the front door. 

 "Yeah, mom?" My voice echoed down the hallway, my bag dropping to the floor. 

 It was a moment before my mom replied. "The Wilson's are coming for dinner tonight. Put your bag in your room, and do your homework." Not bothering to reply, I picked my bag back up and sauntered down the hallway and up the stairs. Turning to the first door on the left, I opened it and strolled into my bedroom. 

 My room was average size, not too big, but enough room for everything. The walls were painted grey, a white flower pattern in the corner by my bed. The queen-sized bed was covered with yellow, white and grey pillows, all set up in a specific order. The grey pillow had yellow and white flowers on it. A white duvet was also present along with a yellow blanket folded at the foot of my bed. Next to my bed was a simple white desk with a metal, wicker chair tucked in. Two basic white bookshelves hung above the desk, books and photographs covering their surface. In the middle of the floor was a black and white striped rug. To finish off the sophisticated look, my room was ridiculously clean. I wasn't one of those teenagers that lived in a mess of a room. I preffered it clean and easy to move around. 

 I placed my textbooks on the corner of the desk along with my notebooks. First, I opened my french textbook. 

 After about two hours, I was finished all of my work. Just as I started packing my books away, a knock sounded on my door. "Come in!" I called. My door creaked open, allowing a smiling boy to enter the room. "Jake!" I squealed, jumping to my feet and running to him. He laughed as he pulled me into a tight hug. 

 Jake Wilson has been my best friend ever since we were little. He was the best friend I've ever had, other than his sister Courtney. Both of them go to school with me. "Hey Lux." He chuckled, pulling away. I watched as his eyes scanned over the room around us before he turned back to me, a weird look on his face. 

 "What?" I asked, eyebrows raised. 

 "It's too clean." He smirked, his voice a joking tone. "You're a teenage girl, loosen up a little."

 I shook my head, laughing. "I'm seventeen tomorrow, so I'm practically an adult. Anyways, I don't like clutter." My shoulders shrugged. Deciding I was bored, I walked over to my stereo and pressed play, already knowing what was going to start playing.