The Non-Believer

Chapter 1

Beep beep beep!!!

Groaning I take a look at my annoying af alarm clock. It's only 6:45....! 10 more minutes. But just as I was about to rest my head back on my comfy pillow, which by the way is whining for me to go back to sleep, realization hit me like a truck.....an 18 wheeler to be exact. It's 6:45....which means I have less than 20 minutes to get the eff out of here, and my little booty on the bus. I spring out of my bed no matter how much I hate leaving it, and wobble to my closet. I pick out my lazy outfit when I'm running late, and head to the bathroom. After doing my bitness I do in the bathroom, I quickly get dressed. I got ready so fast, even a cheetah would be jealous. Checking the time again I have 12 minutes to make it to the bus.

Quickly sliding down the stair railings, I make a beeline for the kitchen. Seeing as nobody's home, I gulp milk straight out of the carton, and grab a granola bar. Checking my phone for the time again I see I have yet 5 minutes to spare, so I go over to the mirror, and do a quick run through of my outfit. As a result of being the night owl I am, and a lazy waker upper I just shimmied into my lazy day clothes I have for school, when I'm running late. I'm always thinking ahead. yeah no just kidding. This just happens a lot so I make sure I have something presetable, but comfy to wear on those days. Today's one of those days. I am wearing;

a wonderful grey vans t-shirt, with a red,

and black flannel on top, leaving the buttons undone,

and jet black jeggings

Complete with a pair of red vans.

Me being stupid little me forgot to do my hair. Thank god I have time left, I'm not going to school looking like a tornado just went through my hair. You might have noticed by now that I love my sleep, I cherish it, and it's no surprise I'm a deep sleeper. The world could be ending, and I would have no idea what's going on. World war three could be taking place in my front yard, and I wouldn't have half a mind to look out the window, instead I would be snoozing. My bed, and I have a relation beyond compare. Not even a love story like Romeo, and Juliet......even if they are dead. Anyways I put my hair up in a messy bun, and make sure my choker is on. I love my choker, as much as I love my sleep....which is a lot. It was a gift from my granny. My doorbell rings, and I rush to it. There I come to face to face with my two best friends, Everly, and Zena.

"Bruh what's taking you forever, the bus is already here!" Everly scolds me.

I crane my neck far to my left, and sure enough the bus is at the bus stop waiting on us. With my backpack in hand we all sprint to the bus.

"Sorry Julia." I apologize to the bus driver.

The girls following suite, but blame me at the end. It's true this has happened quite a few times, so Julia knows to wait.Julia has been our busdriver since day one. Since kindergarten to now she's been our busdriver. Now all three of us girls are 17, and Julia is practically family. Let me tell you about Julia. She has curly red hair, and freckles that dot around her nose, and bright blue green eyes, she also wears a warm loving smile, like a grandmother."It's okay girls, but Zoe, try to be a bit quicker." Julia says as she she give me a smile."I'll try, but no promises." I say as I laugh.The others laugh along as well. On our way to hell......sorry I mean school (same thing) the bus is really rowdy. But you can't expect any less from a bunch of mindless teenagers. Suddenly the bus comes to a halt. I'm first to get off. As I walk in to school, I wave bye to Everly, and Zena, as my locker is a different direction then where there's is. Walking through the crowds in the hallway it's the same old same old. People gossiping, and chattering away about their weekend, and new crushes. All the good stuff. I can't fathom how people have all that energy in the morning. My mind doesn't function until the weekends. After getting my books I need till lunch, I'm on my way to first period. Oh, and I have math first period. That's a perfect way to start off my morning....not. I hate math, it's so difficult, but others like Everly, and Zena are like prodigies. I like how you can only get one answer, but that's what I also hate about it. I can get the answer either wrong or right...most of the time, it's wrong. Taking a deep sigh I head over to math. As soon as I get there I take my seat in the far back corner. We have assigned seats, but the good thing is Zena is in this class, and with my rare good luck she sits right next to me. Half way through class Zena passes me a note. We always pass notes, but the teacher never seems to notice, and if she does, she doesn't say anything about it.

What kind of trickery is this! It's like a battle between myself, and me, and I'm the one loosing. I quickly pass a note to Zena.

Mother Nature is out to get me.

Zena understood what I meant, and started to snicker, I sent a cold glare her way, and she doubled over in silent laughter. Ugh sometimes I hate her. I excuse myself to go to the bathroom, and do my bitness. Quickly leaving the bell rings, and I sprint back to math before the narrow hallways get even more crowded. As I reach math I see Zena with my bag.

"Thanks Zee."

"No problem Zee."

I laugh, and walk to next period which is wood shop. Zena leaves on her own route, and I go on my own. As I do I take my phone out, and plug my ear buds in. Class is on the other side of school so I'm gonna be late anyways, so I'm not gonna even rush. No use of trying. As I take my merrily time I bump into a wall. A really hard wall.