What Are The Odds? (Kellin Quinn Fanfic)

Chapter Two

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEE- I whack my alarm clock, and it is finally silenced. I stayed up late last night, listening to sws as usual. I stumble out of bed and my mum smiles at me.
"Goodmorning! Your bath is done!" She says cheerily.
I smile sleepily "Thanks mum!" I stumble into the bathroom and have my bath in record time, before drying my hair and getting in my school uniform. I run downstairs and eat my breakfast, before running back upstairs and brushing my teeth. I bolt back downstairs to my ipad and check instagram, twitter, kik and snapchat. This is my morning routine. When its 7:55am I turn off my ipad and grab a pen. I re-draw the sws logo on my hand, which I also do every morning. The teachers tell me I shouldnt draw on my hand because I'll get ink poisoning, but I've been drawing in the same place for over a month and guess what? Im completely fine!

My mum drives me to school, and I arrive at 8:10am. The locker rooms dont open until 8:30am, so I walk to my usual spot by the swimming pool and get out my phone. I listen to sws for another 20 minutes, until my friends walk in together, they all live locally and walk to and from school, whereas I have to be driven. I walk towards them with a retarded expression on my face and they return the expression. We all laugh and walk towards the, now open, locker rooms. All of my best friends are in a different form to me as well, meaning that I can see them in every lesson I have, break and lunch, but not in form. I wave at my best friends, before walking to my form. I quietly hum the tune to The Strays as I walk into my form room.

Nobody else is here yet, Im usually the first. This is pretty much the only alone time I'll receive in the next 6 hours, so I embrace it and continue to listen to sws. Incase you havent guessed by now, I listen to sws at every possible opportunity. In lessons, on the way home, at home, before bed. Basically all the time. Its a good thing I have a friend in my form who is just as addicted to sws as I am. We share my earphones when she arrives and rave to sws. She sings out loud and I just mime. I dont have the confidence to sing like that. She may not be singing seriously, but I still cant. Im really shy and anti-social and self conscious, so yeah. My form tutor walks in and does our register before I walk to my first lesson: Geography. Mr Gould teaches this lesson as well thank god.

~ End Of Geography ~

My best friends and I are all wetting ourselves as we walk towards the Foodtech room, Mr Gould just had a sass war with Leo and it was fucking hilarious! Leo walks past me and turns and smiles at me. I stick my tongue at him and he laughs. Me and Leo are pretty good friends. He helped me deal with the previous bullies, he defends me when they decide to confront me and Im so glad he's my friend. No, there's nothing more than that between us. If we werent friends it'd be really awkward seeing as we sit next to eachother in Geography, Religious Studies and Music. 2 of those arrangements were not by choice. However, in Geography, Leo decided he'd rather sit next to me than any other girl in our group, which is understandable as most of the, are stereotypical starbucks obsessed with girls

Today in Foodtech we arent cooking anything, its a theory lesson. We sit and learn about the "Eat Well Plate" and the amount of calories we're supposed to eat in a day blah blah blah. I make stupid faces at Jazzy, who is the only best friend of mine that is in this class with me. Me and Leo also roll our eyes at all this Food talk. Thank satan we have break next, all this talk of food has made me hungry as fuck!

~ Break Time ~

I grab my snack from my locker and eat it within a minute, Im a very fast eater.
"So, have you guys met the new music teacher yet?" Kayleigh asks.
I shake my head and swallow my food "He teaches our class first, after break today. We'll be the first class he's ever taught here. I feel sorry for the guy, he's gonna be sassed by almost everyone."
Ellie laughs "Yeah, do you reckon he'll know what decent music sounds like?"
I laugh "Lets hope so! Otherwise he'll be going grey with stress quicker than Obama!"
They all laugh at my joke and we make our way back to our lockers, grabbing our stuff for our next lesson: Music. Im looking forward to meeting this new teacher actually, I wonder what he'll be like?