WHY ME!

MY CAR MY SWEET SWEET CAR

I rise from my bed remembering that I have to attend the horror also known as school.Like who ever the hell made school should actually die like ughhhhhhhhhhhh. I rise so bregudginly and slowly and make my way to the bathroom .  

I decided on wearing a grey sweatshirt and black basketball shorts. I know I will probably look like a boy but my comfort comes first before anything else.I match it with a black converse and head off. My bag is swung over my shoulder and ,my headphones on my neck. 

I wonder into my parents room and they are not there.Hmm where did they go.I head to the kitchen to get some bacon from the fridge and head out.So there was a note on the fride from my parents.

"Eat your breakfast Lizy .We have a suprise for you later and we left early have fun and if by the time you read this note and we are not at home just know your really late for school.Love mother dearest "

Wait what the hell is she talking about me being late. I lift my eyes to the clock above the fridge and HOLY MOLLLYSSSSSSS I WAS REALLY LATE  

It was 7:30 and school started by you know it 7:30 ooh so great so so great.

I hopped into my lambo and drove of to school .I parked into the driving lot ignoring the fact that I was not meant to pack there.Saying that the hallway was deserted was an understatement I swear could even see all those barrel of sticks that usually appear in desert. Wow shits about to go down. 

I rush down to my art class and oh boy was I late. The moment I walked in the teacher looked as if he wanted to murder me.The other students also turned to look at me since my hair was flying everywhere after I finished sprinting to class. I ignored their looks and headed to the sit next to Cheryl. 

"So what are we doing in this class Cher?" I ask whispering slowly cause obviously I don't want to anger the teacher who was so angry.

"Umm I think he is telling us different tools that can be used to paint."She replied.

ughh .I hate school. 
I got out my notebook and started jotting down whatever the hell the teacher was saying.I didn't even notice when I fell asleep.I was on my desk next thing , I was being handed a detention slip by the teacher .So great.My second day and I was already having detention.

I walked side by side with Cheryl until we got to the next class I had Biology with jerkface Taylor .
He probably would not even come to class so  nothing to worry about.I entered class super hyped up because this was the last class before tea .UGhh I love food. 

Today we were doing dissection of a frog and I got paired with some random boy who just did not know how to talk.Anytime he talked to me spit literally poured out of his mouth.I was getting to disgusted and was about to loose my cool and tell him to shut the hell up.But my dearest food was awaiting for me and there was no way in hell I was going to let that boy ruin my mood.

naega meoggo sip-eun iyu(why me I want to eat) I muttered in Korean.

After the class I headed into the "cafeteria" and ooh I think I forgot to mention this Cheryl isn't so much of a bestfriend more like all those type of friends that when you see  on the hallway you shout a hello but really know nothing about the person.
At least its better that being bestfriends with someone that is really fake and does not even like you.

I head to my sit and sat down at the edge of the cafetaria.But my actions happened to get noticed by all so powerful Tiffany that just had to stick her orange tanned skin that showcased her fake designer heels out for me to trip .But you know me I'm to quick for idiots like Tiffany so I walked over it and sat down.

As I was eating my lunch peacefully .I heard the sound of my baby my lambo calling me in distress you know that sound that cars make when they are being touched.I ran outside the cafetaria like a person whose hair was on fire and obviously the whole cafetaria turned around to look outside the window to see what was happening. 

Tiffany and her barbie dolls where touching my baby.And taking pictures with it. If there is one thing I hate more than Tiffany it is people touching my car without my permission. Like who the hell does that,

I try to control my anger and sit back down i needed to really make an effort on my new character.Later since i had detention i will go back and take it home for  a wash hopefully no on would see me.

God i hate Tiffany why cant she just leave someone to be,If not for my dad i would have killed this girl by now. I glumly headed to my next class silently mourning my car.