Petals from a wallflower

Chapter two

Brrrrriiinnngg!! The sound of my alarm piercing my ears. 6'o clock on the dot. One more day until friday. I thought to myself. I rolled over and hit snooze. Five more minutes.
Ten minutes I'm sitting upright in my bed. I grab a cigarette from the pack off my dresser and light one, inhaling. Then exhale. That's good stuff. I go to the bathroom and do my usual routine- brush my teeth, wash my face, etc. I look in the mirror at my hair, trying to figure out what to do with it. With these curly locks, I didnt have many options. Beanie it is.
A banging at the door, followed by,
"Le-le, hurry up I gotta pee!", my sister yelled.
"Alright", I yelled back.
My sister is such a bitch. Every since she hit sixteen she's become and total snob. Only 1 more year of this shit. I thought to myself. I head to my room and look at the time on my phone. 6:27. Still got enough time. After about five minutes of looking through my closet, I decide on my usual attire- skinny blue jeans, a graphic v-neck, black and white flannel, and my black vans. Oh and of course my my gray beanie.
Another 10 minutes later I'm at the bus stop waiting for the school bus. I put my headphones in and open up Facebook. A couple of minutes later I see Reagan down the street walking towards me.

"Good morning", she greeted as she walked up to me.

"Good morning to you too", I said with a smile.

"Did you get my retweet?"

"Yea, I fucking crying" I said with a laugh

"Omg, I showed it my mom and she was like, you're fucking stupid, and I'm like no mom you're stupid for laughing", she said through laughter.

"What are we laughing at?", Chelsea said, walking up to us.

"Nothing this video we saw on twitter", I said.

"Are you talking about the one where that little indian kid is dancing?"

" Omg , yes,", reagan said laughing again. Then we all chimed in with laughter.

After a while I saw a bus pull around the corner and the lights flashed, indicating it is picking up students.

"Thank god, I was started to get pissed", Chelsea said.

The students all crumbled together in front of the bus. God I hated this. The pushing began.

"Calm down, we all going to the same fucking place.", someone yelled out.

Finally I was on the bus. First seat, with reagan sitting next me, like always, for the past four years. Dispite this and the fact that we had so much in common, we weren't really that close. I always thought in some other circumstances, we'd be best friends. Instead, our mornings and twitter rewteets and conversations were the extent of our friendship.

"So how's your school year going so far?", she asked.

"Incidentally, inextrodinary." I said, "You"?

" pretty shitty actually, I already have a test tomorrow for anatomy"

"Damn, that sucks.", I said. We continued to talk for the rest of the bus ride like always until we pulled up to the dropout for students. We hurriedly existed the bus and headed for the metal detectors inside. It was backed halfway out the door, kids pushing, trying to get through. 10 minutes I am at my locker, putting my things way. And grab my binder for english and head there. I reach the classroom and stand next to the door, setting my backpack in front of me and pull my phone out.
A couple of minutes later, Jordan, Chelsea, Adrianna, and Richard are standing with me as well. Ms. K. Comes out the classroom.