Hope Is The Thing With Feathers

Chapter 4

BEEP BEEP BEEEEEEEPPPPPP!!!!!!!!
"Ugh!!" I reach over and grab my phone to shut off the alarm. I always kick myself for waking up at 4:30 in the morning, but the grades are so worth it.

I walk out into the kitchen and make myself a huge cup of coffee with milk and not 1 , not 2, not even 3 , but 4 spoons of sugar! I don't mean to brag, but I felt like a bad ass! I sat on my bench on the windowsill in my room, looking at the hills and fog. I love this time of morning.
"Maia school time.Get all A's, then you can get out of here."

I walk into the bathroom and run the water for a bath. That's right, not a shower, a bath! With bubbles!! I sank into the water, my mouth watering at the delicious scent of brown sugar. 
"I'm gonna smell good today" I whisper to myself happily. After a while, my phone rings.

"Hello"
" Sup, lil whore?"
'Great. It's the sister from hell.'
"What the fuck do you want, Alana?!"
"Watch ya mouth, you know I'll tell mom and dad."
She's always pulled that shit on me since she is their favourite child. 22 and graduated from Harvard summa cum laude a year early.
"What do you want Alana?!"
"What time you got school?"
"The same time every day, it hasn't changed since you left. Well the girls are less sluttier since their leader left."
"Fuck you Maia, at least I don't look like a whale in clothes."
I nearly dropped my phone in the water and died, but I recovered.
"Well, I'd love to continue this convo, but I have to get dressed for school. Say hi to your pimp for me."

I hang up the phone and nearly throw it across the room. " So ungrateful...." I mutter to myself before the tears start falling. My parents don't even know that Alana is worse than me. I'm a straight A's virgin and she's a whore. Literally.
She became a prostitute last year and guess who saved her from debt and death by drugs? Lil old me. I swear I'm too nice to people. I step out of the tub and drain the water. I wrap my fluffy towel around myself and step into my room. Pretty soon, Destiny's Child is bumpin, bumpin through my speakers.
I barely hear my phone ring and I pick it up just in time.
"Hello?"
" Sup diva?"
" Hey girl"
"You ready for the dance tonight?"
Shit.
" Eva look-"
"Hell no bitch. You are not bailing on me!! I spent hours perfecting your outfit and mine , so YOU are going!!!!!"
I roll my eyes. She is so extra but since I love her..
" Fine, fine I'll be there."
"Excellent! So come around mine say right afterschool?
" Fine Eva, now I gotta go, I'm gonna be late for Early Study Hall.
" I love you, awesome nerd"
I laugh out an "I love you too" and hang up.
* 2 hrs later*

I walk up the hill on my way to school. This being a pretty average size town, I'm kinda safe at this time of morning. As I near the building, a familiar black truck pulls up and slows down to match my pace.
Ugh ,why does he keep popping up in my life?!
"Hi"
"Bye"
"Why are you so rude to me?" I look at him with wide eyes.
"Are you fucking kidding me? Nope I'm done with this conversation, you are now irrelevant, goodbye."
I keep walking as he drives past. Soon enough, I reach the building and enter my very own personal, 8hr hell.

*3hrs later*

"Ay, the jail is open!" Eva sighs with relief as we walk across the parking lot to her car. She climbs in and before I do, I feel a set of eyes on me. I turn around and he is staring right at me. I flip him the finger as I climb in Eva's car and drive off.

"Eva slow down! You're gonna kill us! "Oh relax, I know how to drive!"
I take a deep breath and try to trust my best friend in the world with her.....creative driving skills.
Oh who am I kidding, we're gonna die! I start saying my last prayers as we pull into her driveway.
"Oh thank Jesus!! I knew you still loved me God."
She rolls her eyes at me and flips the bird .
"C'mon diva let's get ready."