Teen Struggle

The Boy

*BZZZZZ, BZZZZZ
My phone buzzed out of control as it set off my 6Am alarm.
"Why do I torture myself with early mornings?" I ask myself. I reach over to my IPhone and swiped, the bright screen blinds me I have an urge to throw it across the room to punish it for its crimes against my eyes. But then I would have to put up with a cracked screen and my screaming parents. Speaking of screaming parents my mom will kill me if I'm late for school for the millionth time.

I shrug out of bed and flop onto the floor like a rag doll, I groan and pull a pillow out from under my bed. I lay my head on it for about 20 minutes until my door swings open.
" Skylar what are you doing?! You have school in half an hour and you still have to finish your homework"
"Mom" I whine "Do I have to, besides we should have 3 DAY WEEKENDS, I DEMAND 3 DAY WEEKENDS, WHOS WITH ME?!"
"Get up or I'll let you starve" she threatened.
"Fine, fine, fine"
My mom left the room but left the door wide open (Which always bugs me)
"UGH" in anger I pick up my pillow and chuck it at the door forcing it to close. I struggle to get up so I use my bed as leverage. I walk over to my closet pull out a pair of jeans, a neon yellow sweater, a t-shirt, and the usual stuff a girl has to put on.

(IF YOUR A GIRL YOU KNOW WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT)

When I finish getting dressed I pull out my book report its due at the end of the month, on my desk is the book I'm reading this month is classic. Obviously I chose Alice in Wonderland, ever since I can remember I had been obsessed with it! I read until about 7:25 that's when my stomach starts to growl.
"Shut up, I'm on it" I tell my stomach. I've felt a little self conscious lately, as I reaction I've started to eat less everyday. I grab an apple and some toast. Suddenly I remember the worst
I DIDNT FINISH MY HOMEWORK!!!
" SHIT SHIT SHIT MY TEACHER IS GONNA KILL ME" (as always) I pull my textbook out of my bag and stare at it for what seems like hours. You know I could always tell my teacher that I didn't get it, it worked last time; I thought to myself. I pull out my phone from my pocket and scroll down my notifications (mostly Instagram). I run my finger down the rows and rows of apps then finally find messages.
~Hello
~Hello
~Nessa-Chan

(If someone has Senpai on the end of their name or as their name it means they are a higher class, chan means lower class. As in money or age)
-Hiiii
Finally she txts back
~what's up?
-Nm
~Did you finish that awful math homework????
-and you didn't
~How did you know???!!!!😔
-Lucky guess😊
-well I gtg see u at school!
~Bye

Well that ended quickly. I finish munching on my toast, 7:45 the clock reads.
" IM GONNA BE LATE, FUCK"
I rush out the door with my bag packed. My bike is tied to my front tree as usual. I speed down the street to school luckily everyone's still playing outside. A bead of sweat comes down from my forehead and a sigh of relief. At my old school I was late so many time they threatened to give me detention. I chained up my bike, and used a short cut through the kindergarten yard.
" Hey SAMMY" I call
A average height girl with tan skin waves over, her dark brown curly hair is in a long braid. Her Attack on Titan bracelet bouncing around her wrist. Instantly I get jealous. (ATTACK ON TITAN IS BAE)
I jog over to her and ask how her weekend was.
"The usual anime, Instagram, and video star"
"Oooo, well I'm gonna go put my backpack down. It's breaking my back!"
My backpack weighs a ton. So when I throw my backpack down Gravity is a problem with the brick like books I have in there.

In the corner of my eye I see something, over by the corner of the school is a dark haired boy. It looks like he's new because I've never seen him around, he looks about my age so I hope he's in my class. His shoes are huge high tops that reach just above his ankle. Adidas. Slung over his back is a guitar case. His back pack is a black striped roots one, hung from his hand. I run over to my friends Whig are now in their usual circle.
" Cute boy by the corner of the school, I GOT DIBS!"
( And yes I still believe in dibs)