Forever & Always || Micheal Clifford

Chapter 1

June 22, 2014

It's Monday morning and I'm woken up by the sound of my annoying alarm clock on the night stand next to my bed.

This is my last week of highschool. This past year has been nothing but complete shit. My mom is never here, she's always at work so basically I've had to do everything by myself. But whatever. Once I graduate im moving out as soon as i can. I've been looking at apartments but still not ready. I'm just waiting till i'm at least stable. have a part time job as a waitress, and let me tell you it sucks. People who i deal with are so rude sometimes i wanna throw their food in there damn faces. But i dont because i have to be nice or i get fired.

I roll over and check the clock

6:39. Shit, school starts in 45 minutes.

Get get up as quickly as i can. I walk up to my closet and pick out my outfit for today.

I grab a pair of black skinny jeans, a blink-182 crop top that hangs right above my belly button, and some black vans.

I slip on my jeans, throw on my shirt and put my shoes on and head to the bathroom.

As soon as i get there i take out my hair from my bun and let it fall. I comb through it a few times with my fingers then grab my makeup out of the lower draw under the sink. I put on a little bit of foundation, mascara, and liquid eyeliner with a little wing at the end. My normal look.

I go back into my room and walk over to the night stand, i grab my phone and slip it into the right back pocket of my jeans. I go over to my desk with my homework placed on the top from where i left it last night and put it into my bag that was on the chair next to the desk. I grab my bag, and head downstairs

When i get down there i spot a note on the counter.

Rebecca,
Had to leave early to the office!
Hopefully im home by supper. If not then you know what happened.
Love,
Mom

Of course. What else is new?

I bend down and open the cabinet right under the sink and grab a chocolate chip granola bar. I walk towards the door and grab my keys from the wall. Open the door and head out to my car. I get in, start the car, and head down the street to school.

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When i get there its 7:00 on the dot.

Thank god! I have Ela first. I head down the hallway to Mr. Browns class. I open the door and head to the desk in the back left corner. I take a seat and wait for the class to start.

I was doodling on my paper when the door to the class room flew open.

There stood a tall boy with bright red hair. I have to admit he was attractive. He was wearing a grey nirvana shirt, black skinny jeans with a rip on the right knee, black converse, and a black eyebrow peirceing on his right eye.

Wow...

"Hi! Boys and girls, this is out new classmate! Uhh... what's your name?" Mr. Brow asked

"Micheal" the boy said

"Boys and Girls this is Micheal! Micheal, why don't you introduce yourself? "

"Uh okay, i'm Michael and I'm from Sydney Australia?" Micheal said

"Can you guys welcome Michael?"

"Hi Micheal" everyone said at different timings sounding like zombies.

"Micheal, theres a free spot back there" Mr. Brown said pointing at me in the back of the room.

"You can sit next to Rebecca".

Oh wow. Thanks .

We're in class and all i can do is look at Micheal. I mean he's beautiful!

All the sudden i see him smirk. What? Then i can feel drool forming at the left corner of my mouth and catch myself starring at him

Wow. Way to go!

He looks away and i do too. Now i'm trying to avoid eye contact for the rest of the class, just waiting for the bell to ring.

"And students! Don't forget-

"RINNNNGGGG"

The bell had rung and cut him off. I get up and grab my bag as quickly as i can.

Im almost out the door when i feel a cold hand on my shoulder. I turn around and my eyes meet with beautiful green ones. Then i realize it's Michael.

Oh shit.

"Hey" He says

"U-Uh hi? I stutter

"I saw you starring at me in class" he said with a smirk on his face

"Sorry. But i wasn't" i spat back

His smirk faded as he spoke

"Yeah okay, whatever kid". He laughed, pushed my aside and started to walk down the hallway to his locker.

Kid? Kid. Okay. What a fucking asshole. See he would be a person i would throw food at if i was at work. I thought he was cool, clearly not. He's just like any other boy in this school.

Right now. I hate Michael Fucking Clifford

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