Beneath Your Beautiful

Chapter 2: Over My Head

Songs for this chapter: Over my head by The Fray, C'mon c'mon by 1d and we found love by Rihanna

I'm up early as usual now in my bathroom taking a shower. After coming out I quickly put on my underwear then fix my hair into a ponytail. I proceed to put some black eye liner on my under eyelids then a little lip gross. I turn heading over to my closet standing infront of the uniform dreading to put it on. 'I hate this' is all I said over and over again in my head the whole time while putting them on. I feel so weird uncomfortable and ridiculous standing infront of my mirror looking at myself. There's a knock at my door the same time I walk to my bed sitting down to put on my shoes. After putting them on I walk over to my door opening it to see my dad standing there with this weird smile on his face holding up his phone ready to take a picture of me.

"Seriously dad" I ask slumping.

"Oh come on just one picture....now smile." I gave him a sarcastic smile but he took it anyway better than nothing because that's all he's gonna get outta me. I grab my bag and we head down stairs to eat breakfast before leaving.

"Are you excited?" he asks after pulling off, to enthusiastic for my liking.

"Nope, but clearly you are." I said continuing to look out the window. I don't know why he's putting so much hope into this school like it's so different than any other. This school is going to be so........my thoughts pause when he pulls up infront of it. The school is white trim with brown with the name Futurity High School big and bold at the top of it. But that's not what has me in shock it's the students. Some of the girls' skirts are almost mid thigh with one of their shirt buttons open. My skirt is two inches above my knee plus I have on short pants underneath and still I feel subconscious. If that isn't enough both girls and boys have tattoos on their arms and necks. Some have all kinds of piercings and different colors in their hair.

"What kind of school is this?" I ask turning to look towards my dad so fast.

"Students here are allowed tattoos, piercings and hair color. Other than that it's just like any other school."

"Oh really" I ask a bit loud from shock with my brows raise.

"Don't judge a book by its cover Spencer. It's a really good school, they believe in helping their students towards their goals." Makes you wonder what all counts as goals for this school. I mean sure it's a private school own by the principal along with her family. Plus my dad had to pay a hefty price to get me in even if I only have six months left which he later on told me. But this school is.......way different, not sure if it's a good thing.

"Goals huh.........whatever you say." I said not convince while grabbing my bag and getting out the car.

"I hope you have a good day. I won't see you until tomorrow so tell me all about it then okay." He smiles while waving, positive Adam as always. You would swear this is the first time this has ever happen to me. I just simply played along waving back before turning to face the school while placing my bag on my shoulder. As I walk pass a few students I could hear them whispering saying 'is that a new girl' or 'I've never seen her before'. Looking at some of them I notice not all have tattoos, piercings and hair colors. The moment I open the school door a guy on a skateboard brushes pass me, nearly scared the shit out of me. He yells sorry as he slides down the railing and his buddies cheer him on. Do I dare take another step? I ask myself but went in anyway. Inside was even more hectic. Two boys are throwing a ball back and forth as they stood opposite sides of the hallway so I had to duck walking pass them. Another boy is skateboarding down the hall with his headphones in. There are girls applying more make-up to already heavy make-up on their faces while standing by their lockers. A couple is heavily making out by another locker while their books are on the floor. I'm really starting to second guess my dad's judgments on this place right now. Usually I would stand out like a sore thumb but I don't think that'll be a problem here. This place is filled with weirdoes. After wondering around I finally found the office. I open the door heading inside walking straight to the secretary sat behind a desk. She lifts her head when she senses my presence looking at me with a smile.