*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEE-
I lean forward switching the alarm in exhaustion, my eyes still half shut, I groan. Slowly forcing myself to get up.
I stomped into the bathroom, washing my face to wake up, yawning in tiredness.
'Monday...'
I thought. The worst day of the week.
I grabbed my toothbrush and squeezed some toothpaste on it, shoving the toothbrush in my mouth and brushing my teeth. I hear walking around in the kitchen. Or some kind of footsteps that began to come closer to the bathroom door. It turned out to be my dog. He was a boxer. And probably the most clumsiest animal I have ever known or seen. Duke was the name. He stared at me, with his massive eyes, which obviously meant 'give me food.'
I sighed, walking into the kitchen. Grabbing his dog food and putting it into his bowl. If the dog was happy, I'm happy.
I went back upstairs, getting ready for school. Which I most definitely was not excited about. I don't understand how you can like school in any way. It was boring, waste of time. And humiliating.. especially P.E core. Don't even get me started on that subject.
I checked my phone for any notifications that I got throughout the night and saw a message that said:
'You were tagged in this photo.'
I raised an eyebrow, confused. Pressing on the notification, which led me to Instagram and a picture of me, which was taken awfully, it was embarrassing. With a caption that said:
'Definition of hideous'.
I tried to see who tagged me. But the person didn't have a profile picture nor any bio description or followers, must of made a new account just for this.
Which is really ridiculous.
'Ignore it.'
I thought.
I grabbed my earphones, plugged them in, put my music playlist on, and ambled to school.
On the way to school, I was thinking of who might of took the picture, which to be honest. Wasn't hard to guess. I had one person in mind. Who was an absolute cunt and I knew for a very long time. His name was Liam Mitchell. I wouldn't say he is a 'popular guy' but he thinks he is. Which is ridiculously hilarious.
We used to be sort of close I suppose, but one day he just decided to become a dickhead for no reason. So here he is trying to show off fuck knows what.
When I eventually got to school, and was trying to find my locker through the massive crowd of people, my friend Paige was already waiting for me next to my first class door. I haven't seen Paige in 2 weeks, since she went on a holiday to Romania. Lucky.
The point is, I missed her so much. So when I did see her, I ran up to her and hugged her, my smile wider than ever.
"You're finally back."
I said, smiling.
"Yea! Which is kind of sad. Romania was fucking amazing!" Paige exclaimed.
"Yea.." I said. My smile slowly fading.
"You alright?"
"Yea, Yea I'm fine. Liam is just being a prick again."
"What the fuck has he done this time?" Her tone was pissed, I opened my phone showing her.
"It's actually not that bad" I said. "He's just being annoying"
" 'Definition of hideous'.. is he talking about himself?" Paige said annoyed.
I grinned, switching the phone off. Paige crossed her arms, looking around the corridor.
"I shouldn't of showed you."
"Tessa, You shouldn't let him keep doing this shit, it's not even funny. what is he trying to achieve?"
I shrugged, a little smile of confusion on my face.
"He's just an idiot, don't be mad. I shouldn't of showed you."
"No. I'm glad you did. It's obviously bothering you since your mood has dropped."
"I'll just ignore it, it's fine. We both know he's just a dumb cunt. It's obviously so unnecessary. But that's how it is."
Paige was still pissed. She didn't let go of what I showed her. Which I regret showing her. I didn't want to ruin her mood with my problems. Well. I wouldn't call them problems. But dumb situations I'd say. She just came back from Romania and she has to deal with my shit.
