Sarcastic Beauty

chapter one

Hard work never killed anyone: but why take the risk?

Alexandra POV

Ring! Ring! Ring

I wake up with a start and kick my alarm, I should really sell this thing, French fries will be more worth it than this, seriously.

I pull my phone from under my pillow, Holy Shit! I am late for school. I quickly jump off my bed and rush to the bathroom, notice I didn't say my bathroom because I don't have a bathroom I am stuck sharing one with the wicked duo I mean mother and sister well wicked duo if you want.

Luckily there is no one inside, I quickly do my business and go back to my room.

I am now ready for School, I am wearing some boyfriend jeans and an oversized t-shirt. I run down the stairs to the kitchen where my Sister and mother are having breakfast.

"Morning peeps!"I greet them happily just to annoy them, and as expected they ignore me.

Oh and before I forget I should introduce them. Firstly we have Ms Rivera Johns AKA my mother a divorced wedding planner. You would think that with a job like that she would be a warm welcoming person not a cold ass bitch.

She is so obsessed with manners and behaviour, I swear she was raised in an English royal house.

Then we have Sophia Rowles my sister, nice name I know🙄🙄 but totally undeserving of the bitch. She spots a resting bitch face that is forever present. You could say that she is what I would call a mother's pet, always trying to impress mommy.

She is just a year older than me, but we are in the same class for reasons I don't know nor interested in knowing.

Then there is me Alexandra Rowles, the coolest girl to ever walk on this earth.

I walked to the fridge grab an apple and go sit on the kitchen counter

"Alexandra get off that counter." My mother dearest says in an annoyed voice as if it's going to affect me.

"Good morning to you too, I had a fabulous night thank you." I answered but as expected she just ignored me and went back to focus on her food but not before shooting me an angry glare.

"Aren't you late for school?" Sophia sneered.

"No, seeing as I have a caring sister who will give me a ride to school." I answered smiling at her.

"I am not doing that." She stated casually.

"Then I don't get where your concern is coming from." I answered taking a huge bite from my apple. Making her roll her eyes.

"Well, I will be heading to school, don't miss me too much." I blew them a kiss and left.

Now the walk to my second hell, I walk at a casual pase, I probably should be rushing but I don't really have the energy for that. Besides who cares if I am late I usually am.

I continue to stroll to my literature class where miss ridiculous glasses is talking about poetry, 'death the leveller' to be precise.

"Miss Rowles how nice of you to finally grace us with your presence." Miss ridiculous glasses said as I walked into the  class all eyes on me as if they had never seen me before, I rolled my eyes.

"What can I say I am generally a nice person." I answer nonchalantly, infuriating her.

"Principal's office now!" She said in an almost shout.

"Not to be disrespectful or anything but I am here to learn, going to the principal's office right now will hinder that. Let's do it like this I will go during my free time, ok?" I told her, her face was getting disgustingly red. Firstly she had fat cheeks and small eyes, she looked like a tomato wearing glasses.

"This is my class what I say goes and right now I want you out of my class and never come back!" She shouts again.

"That does sound appealing but alas mam I can't exactly do that," I tell her the whole class is watching us relatively excited that something interesting is happening in their boring class.

"You are so disrespectful."

"No shit Sherlock."

" I want to see your parents,"

"Not happening, now what did I miss?" I ask going to my seat in class, the whole class gapes at me what's with these people acting like they don't know me?

"I don't have the energy for this," Miss Ridiculous glasses left her class and went to God knows where.

Her brats gave me the stink eye for making their stupid teacher leave. Yes it was my fault and I admit I deserve those stink eyes but do I care? Not even a little bit.

I turn on my phone and listen to music it's better than listening to senseless highschool gossip. I just hate my life.