Chapter Three.
Christmas is gone, and so is all the joy and peace of not having to wake up early in the morning only to sit with a bunch of morons for an entire morning and afternoon every single day. But sadly, that peace ends today, as today the hunger games formally begin, or well my first day at Everfield High, which I'm sure will be the same. Anything related to high school usually is. Well, may the odds be in my favor. Luckily for me, I won't have to see Paul's face or Tina and her entourage of dumb catty Chihuahuas.
I look at my phone's screen to see what time it is.
8:39 AM.
Shit. I have less than half-an-hour to get ready and get to school. I don't know how this school is, but back in Rockholm you'd get a tardy if you got there one minute past nine o'clock. And three tardies would mean detention. You wouldn't be surprised how many times I've been to detention.
I put on a white sweater and some skinny jeans I found on the floor from last night. Finally, I put my favorite black converse on and with that, I run through the door, forgetting one single yet very important detail which I remember when I'm already on the floor. I forgot to tie my shoes.
"Forgot to tie your shoes again?" My mother asks from the kitchen, I can already smell those pancakes. She probably heard when I smashed against the floor. And knowing her, she's probably enjoying herself, laughing at me while making breakfast. I'm telling, the woman is evil.
"Uh, no! Why would you think that? I was just-uh-doing my morning squats!"
Yeah, good one.
"Uh-huh." I stand up after I tie my shoelaces and take a sit in the table, where breakfast is already served. "You better choke with those pancakes because you're going to be late, Marley." I look at her, she was looking at the clock hanging on the wall next to the fridge.
"No shit, Sherlock." I put an entire pancake in my mouth, nearly asphyxiating, but I manage to survive. See, I'm a survivor, just like Destiny's Child.
"Hey, no cursing under this roof!" She says. "You asshole." Then she whispers and I laugh. My mother is one hell of a character. Single life really suits her personality.
I stand from the table and grab my bag, still chewing half of a second pancake. "Good luck on your first day honey! Let's hope you survive this week without having to go to detention."
"Amen to that!" I struggle to say, as I'm still chewing that damn half of the pancake.
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The only thing that made me happy about coming to this school, was the fact that I'll get to see Charley every day. We used to be in different schools when we met, but since now I've been transferred to his school, there's really no excuse to not being together. As friends, I mean. My phone vibrates in my pocket as I jog through the hallways, trying to find my classroom after spending almost an hour in the principal's office getting my schedule, my locker's key and everything I'm supposed to need.
There's a message from Charley saying that he won't be coming to school today. Great, now all my enthusiasm is gone. I text him back, "You owe me," finally finding my classroom. I receive one last text before entering the classroom. "Ice-cream and movie night, I got it." He knows better.
I turn the doorknob and when I open the door, I feel like I'm going to puke. I hated when people stared at me, all at once. Exactly why I've never been in a school play, I can't handle being in front of an audience. I walk in shyly and stand right next to the teacher. He seemed nice, for now.
"I'm sorry, Sir. I'm new here and I got a little lost."
"It's alright, Ms. West I suppose?" I nod. "It's normal for new students to get a little lost. You can sit back there next to Ms. Clark." I look around the classroom very confused. I'm not sure if he heard the part where I mentioned I was new.
