J is for Jokes

01: Always Alone

"Hurry up Hun!!" my Dad calls from the bottom of the stairs. I groan as I pick my phone up to check the time, the screen says '8:09 am'. Oh my god! Shit, I'm supposed to be at school in 20 minutes!!

I get up trying not to fall seeing as I am half asleep and not thinking straight. I hurry to get dressed, putting on baggy jeans and a navy blue crop top with a black hoodie.
I brush my hair and throw it up in a quick-but-cute bun. Obviously my hair wasn't giving and it just fell out so I just put my hair in a claw clip.

As I stare at myself in the bathroom mirror, quickly applying makeup on my face, my phone vibrates telling me I have a text message.

I stop what I am doing, and I see that its my Dad, I read the text "I left for work, so you are going to have to bike to school"  I stare at the text in shock...great not only am I going to be late for the first day of school, but I also have to bike to school...causing me to be EXTRA late.

I quickly text back "Oh okay, sorry Dad, I forgot to set an alarm" I put my phone in the back of my jean pocket and grab my water bottle that I left near my bed.

It's already 8:35 a.m. and I hurry downstairs, not caring to eat, I put my navy blue and black converse on, I grab my backpack and head for the door.

I stop what I am doing and I look around the place for a second making sure I didn't forget anything. "Damn", I say to myself "why does it feel like I'm always alone but not at the same time."

I shrug my sad thoughts away and open the door to get my bike.

I grab my lovely lonely dark red bike and start heading to the place I dread most: School. I live 3 miles away from the school, making it a not-so-far drive...yet I am biking. At this point I don't fucking care if I am late.

One reason I don't care if I'm late is this: I have to see Evan -my ex- the worst part is, I have to see him in almost every class I do. Wonderful right? I think not. He left me for some ugly ass two-faced bitch who looks like a naked mole rat that a semi truck ran over.

This bitches name is Regina Saplyn (what an interesting last name..)

The truth is: Regina isn't all that bad, she's so fucking fine. Everything I've always wanted to be, but am not. Putting aside what I said about her and uhm the way she looks is a lie. I'm just really pissed at her because Evan would leave me for her.

I can see why though...but still she's like 1.5 years older than Evan.

I get interrupted by my thoughts when I see the school building is in sight. I sigh to myself, I park my bike and lock it up. Pulling my phone out of my pocket I check the time, it's currently 9:10 am.

Almost an hour late for school I see someone else who's also late, and it's my best friend Grace. She waves me over as we both walk in the school. Luckily our first class is together.

As I open the door to the school, arms locked liked we were in kindergarten, we head to our first dreadful class: Math.

(A/N: Sooo, how was the first chapter? Don't worry, I'll make my chapters longer!) -MJ