Pitch almost perfect

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I woke up to my alarm blaring right In my ear. Ugh I don't want to get up, I'd be fine staying In my bed for the rest of my life. I blindly felt for my phone on my night stand, I hit the edge and knocked it to the floor. Great!.

I opened my eyes and located it on the floor. I leant slightly off my bed using my hands to move closer to the device that was still going off. I grabbed hold of it and turned off my alarm.

I crawled back under my covers there was no way I'm getting up now, its cold outside of my bed and I'm not ready to face the cruel cruel world so I closed my eyes.

I was just about asleep again when my door burst open "Alex!" I groaned and pulled the blanket over my face "Alex get out of bed I'm leaving with or without you in the car and there's no need for me to go to a college without the student"

This man will be the end of me I swear, he might be my dad but that doesn't mean I have to like him.

"I'm not going" I heard his sigh before he grabbed hold of my ankles and dragged me out of bed "yes you are" he left the room.

I took my pillow and threw it at the door after he closed it, what a dick. I got up and stretched my arms above my head I'm so hungover from last night that I feel like my eyes are about to fall out of my head.

I grabbed an old graphic tshirt off the floor and sniffed it eh its not that bad I pulled my pajama shirt off and put on the shirt along with a random pair of baggy jeans from the back of my desk chair.

I headed down stairs to find my  dad sipping a cup of coffee and reading the newspaper. "Jeez father you're such an old man" he continued reading and kind of just hummed in response. I grabbed the box of pop tarts and shoved one in my mouth.

"That is not a good nutritious breakfast" he said finally looking up from the paper.

"Yeah well suck my cock" he sighed and put his head in his hands "thats very lady like isn't it" I shrugged my shoulders and moved over to the fridge opening it and drinking some milk straight out of the carton.

"Alex! I actually give up on you" I fake smiled at the man "does that mean I don't have to go today"

He sighed again looking back down at whatever depressing bit of news he was reading "you do know you're never going to get any man to want to date you if you keep acting like this" I chuckled and said under my breath "oh what a shame"

"What was that" he looked at me questioningly "oh nothing padre"

He downed his coffee and rolled up the paper "come on we have to leave now if we want to get to the collage before it gets dark" I rolled my eyes and and dramatically grabbed my jacket from its place hanging behind the door.

"I hate that coat. Leather jackets don't look right on women" he scowled in my direction.

"Wow Tom Mitchell just as progressive as ever" I walked out the door and got in the car immediately putting my CD on. If he's making me go on a long drive with just him I'm not also going to either listen to whatever crap he puts on the radio or hear his talk for hours and hours.

He opened the boot of the car and chucked in my suitcase before getting into the car himself. "I don't want to listen to all this 'hipster' 'edgey' 'cool' shit Alex"

"Oh thats a shame isn't it" he scoffed giving up arguing and pulling out of the drive way.

It took us four and a half hours and about 5 lectures on how to behave to be more 'likeable' by my dad to finally get to our destination. We both got out the car and I grabbed my stuff the old man tried to give me a hug but I made it very clear that wasn't going to happen.

"Bye Tom speak to you at the holidays maybe" I went to walk away "Alex stop being so heartless this is ridiculous" I didn't say anything else just walking away from my so called parental figure.

It took me another half an hour to find my room but I wasn't about to ask some idiot stranger for help, I got to the door only to see the handle occupied by a lone sock. I know I might be new to the whole collage experience but I feel like that might be a very clear universal sign to not go in.

I dragged my suitcase back down the stairs and went out into the courtyard. There was a bunch of stalls all decorated with colourfull pictures and people looking way to happy to not be on something tending to them.

I walked past a few reading the signs and taking a few leaflets that were shoved in my face until I heard an all too familiar voice. Shit.

"ALEX!" I looked up from my daze to be face to face with the one person I was trying to avoid. There stood a small petite brunet with hair flowing down past her shoulders she was wearing a very intense smokey eye and headphones around her neck.

"Becca... hi" she was smiling at me I don't think I'd seen her smile like this since she was eight and I was like six.

"What the hell are you doing here, I didn't know you were coming today" she wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug, again I don't even remember the last time we made physical contact with eachother.

"Dad made me come I go here now" suddenly I was surrounded by a group of girls all looking at me in confusion.

"Becca who is this girl who looks scarily like you from the past" a bigger blonde women spoke up from next to her.

"Fat Amy this is my little sister Alex she's just started here"

"Fat Amy?" I raised my eyebrow at my sister "it's a whole thing better not to asl trust me" I just nodded my head. The blonde girl then hugged me too "Welcome baby Mitchell we're the bellas"

I pushed her off of me lightly "please don't call me that" but I don't think she was paying much attention to me anymore, instead all the girls seemed to be bombarding becca with questions.

I took this chance to try and sneak  away but then I heard a soft voice follow after me "hi... Alex was it" I turned back around it was a tall girl with dark hair and soft clear skin, she was beautiful she was wearing a crop top that dint show off much skin apart from on her arms with a pair of tight blue jeans.

"Hi I'm Emily" she stuck out her hand her nails were a light blue colour and she had rings on every other long slender finger. I was staring at her hand for too long so she just pulled it away "sorry about Amy she can be a lot but you can't not love her"

I smiled "yeah she seems very likable it was just the hug took me a bit by surprise" Emily chuckled "not much of a hugger?"

"No I am but just by the right people" I looked the girl up and down and unknowingly bit my lip, shit that came out a lot flirtier then I meant it to. "Oh..." the girls face went a slight tint of pink "sorry thats not what I meant"

"It's fine a know what you meant" she smiled at me and it was like the sun got brighter and the clouds suddenly went away. She stuck out her arms "hug?" I nodded my head also smiling and put my arms around the girl.

I was quite a lot taller then my sister but Emily was still quite a bit taller then me, she was warm and smelt like cherry's.

"Any sister of becca's is a sister to me"

Did she just say sister?? Well there goes that dream out the window.