Roses aren't always Red

Wake Up Call

[AN]
Hey, before anyone starts reading I just want to mention that This is the first writing I have ever done on wattpad so I hope to improve as I go (with better writing and longer chapters). Forgive me in advance for what could possibly be really crappy. Also, I am not really sure on all the military terms. I can't promise anything used will be accurate. I will try my best to stay to the facts, but I am not in any military programs. So the inter webs is all I got (and a few friends in ROTC). Anyway, that's all I really have to say for now, enjoy!

"Ari"
I hear someone say my name and they start to shake my arm. I ignore it, burying my head deeper into my arms, groaning.

"Ari! Class is over wake up," the voice rings out again and I raise my head to see my best friend staring down at me.

I blink a few times taking her in for what feels like the millionth time. She stands there hugging her books to her chest. Her light brown hair falls down over her hazel eyes. Nope. Never gets old.

"Huh?," She asks me and I realize I said that out loud.

"Nothing. I don't know. Did you get the notes? I'll need to copy them," I say standing up, shouldering my backpack and heading for the door.

"Yes I did. But you really need to start taking those notes Ari. I won't keep letting you copy," She says pouting at me.

"Okay, I'll try Isabelle," I mumble not able to say no to her adorable face, er, I mean... Ah what's the point. Isabelle Poxx. She's been my crush since... Uhh. Forever I guess.

"Ari!" She waves her hand in front of my face and I realize I spaced out.

"Sorry, did you say something?" I say sheepishly. She flips her hair back and let's out a frustrated breath.

"I asked you if you we-"

"Arianna?" She gets interrupted. I spin around frustrated.

"Don't call me th-,"I break off realizing its Mr. Roth, the principal and a police officer, "what can I do for you?" I ask uncharacteristically polite. Isabelle holds back a laugh.

"Ms. Stoker? Hi, we just have a few things we need to talk to you about. Do you mind coming to the office for a quick chat sweetheart?" The officer says. I clench my fist a little when he says sweetheart.

"Yeah, I'll come. But don't call me sweetheart anymore," I say trying not to sound too sassy to the police.

"You've got it. We should probably go now," he says noticing the crowd beginning to form.

I hug Isabelle and tell her I'll text her later. I walk off casually towards Mr Roth's office. Little did I know my whole world was about to change...