One last kiss

Chapter one ~ Giving up

I dont know if its just me, but sometimes when im drifting off to sleep I think 'right fresh start tomorrow, ill do my best in school ill try and make myself look immensly beautiful and i'll all in all be a better person' yeah, no. It's never happend, i'd wake up with a big bed hair and smelly breath. I'll chuck my hair in a messy bun with a basketball T-shirt and a pair of skinny jeans. I'll chuck on my pumas and grugingly walk to school probably being ten minutes late. After that i would probably put my head down and not listen to a single thing the teacher says or i would be chatting to my friends. This has happend to me this morning, from what had happend yesterday id thought id try and make myself look a little nicer as my self asteem had been frigging stomped on and i felt quite low about myself. i mean yeah i added a bit of mascara and eyeliner, i let my hair cascade down my back but honestly i couldnt be assed so i chucked on a pair of light washed high waisted skinny jeans with a crop top and my pumas. well i guess you could say old habits die hard...
Once i grabbed my school bag i ran down stairs grabbing a cereal bar and waltzed outside. yeah, i had a pretty big house as my dad was like this world wide buisness man but i didnt really bother with that but i guess having lots of things was a bonus. For example my adorable baby blue mini cooper which is quite pathetic of me as my dad did offer me a jet black lamborghini but i didnt care. im not into cars and its embarassing because peaple think im those superficial girls who dont understand football or cars and stuff which i dont but that doesnt mean i cry when i chip a nail. Infact im quite the opposite, i detest any sort of clothing that show my legs e.g skirts, shorts and dresses and i frigging hate foundation. i love trainers, i have over thirty five pairs and i broke my ankle attempting to walk in heels but i am socially awkward and i cannot talk to a boy without insulting them and im a blusher especially when a hottie is within a kilimetre of me. Yes, i know im the defination of pathetic. As i reversed out of the driveway i got a tap on the window, it felt like i had a mini heart attack.
"yes, Jake?" I say pissed off, rolling my window down. He was a hottie and i did blush when i was around him but he such an asshole which kind of ruined it.
He gave me a childish grin and hopped in my car.
"Ugh, excuse me? but what the hell are you doing. Get.Out.Now." i say incrudecusly.
He chuckled, "relax sweetcheeks, i just needed a ride ro school"
I rolled my eyes but didnt bother to reply as I drove to school.
"Asshole" i muttered.