First day of school

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Ashanti POV*

alarm goes off**

Uurrrgggh!!! why it's to early to be awake "STUPID ALARM SHUT UP" turning off my alarm I left myself out of bed sighing I say to myself I hate school especially when I have to start this shit all over again getting up walking to my closet trying to find my red shirt with punk written on it "MOM WEAR IS MY RED PUNK SHIRT" I yell out to her she is always moving my stuff "ITS IN YOUR CLOSET ON THE TOP SHELF" she shouts back, walking over to my closet I look around on the top shelf after a minute or so I find it finally leaving my room and walking down the hall to the bathroom I look around and take my towel and rag getting in the shower feeling the hot water take over my body, I relax and think about what school will be like today "man I really hope I don't have to deal with anyone attitude" loving the feeling of the water it begins to get cold so I turn it off and head back to my room and do my daily routine.

I walk back to my room having my clothes laid out on my bed I grab my black bra and black and pink panties sliding them on I pull my black skinny jeans on following my red punk crop top on with my half top jeans jacket walking over to my tall mirror and apply some black eye-liner little bit of eye shadow and to finish it of light pink lips gloss. Combing my jet black hair into a bun with my bangs to the side after giving myself a final look over I walk over to shoes rack and pull on my knee high black boots I love them so much I got them on sale 50% off but anyway my love for shoes is an obsession, going downstairs I see my mom leaving for work giving me a kiss.

" I will be home by 8:00PM tonight" she said.

I give a slight nod and give her a hug and kiss "be safe bye mom".

And with that she closes the door, I turn and walk to the kitchen opening the fridge I grab the milk and bread closing it grabbing a knife and get the peanut butter and strawberry jam to make myself a PB and jelly sandwich and a glass of milk. I finish and wash my plate and making my way to the door putting on my backpack I start my walk to Holmes Chapel Comprehensive School I don't live that far like twenty minutes. I finally get there and head to the main office to speak with Mr. Dean Oliver I finally get there after asking for some help from some people here but already I can tell they have a major attitude problems but forgetting irrelevant people I as Ms. Stacy for my schedule looking over my times table I see that my first class is biology. Making my way to class the hall are filled with loud teenagers and hormonal teens make out by there lockers, god what is wrong with them like go somewhere private and do that shit students can be so gross, anyway I start to push past all these kids when I smack into something hard but soft looking up I met these piercing green eyes they were like a forest green his perfect pink plump lips and a cheeky grin that would melt your inside *we all have those.....lol anyway so I stare at him and study his features he was wearing black skinny jeans with rips at the knees and a black and white button up if you look at his chest you can see two birds tattooed on his chest pointing towards his chest and just above the bird on his right is written "17 black" I ponder on what its about in my thoughts I was drawn out by someone coughing or clearing there throat.

"hey love.....you need some help?" he asked.

OMG his British accent is to die for it is soft but a little bit rough it was breath taking "ummm....yea if u don't mind" I lift my head to me his green eyes looking deep into my grey ones * my god those eyes are going to be my downfall "sorry about that" I said looking at him with flushed cheeks and full of embarrassment I notice that he was looking at me really hard like study me with his eyes he has his arms crossed and looking me up and down I wave my hand in his face he didn't even see or hear me saying "hello" I said, right in front of his face.

"sorry what did you say love" he said.

'oh my god'!!!! the way the word love falls off his lips its like music to my ears pulling myself together finally bring my words back in my mouth not realizing the words leaving my mouth in such a rude manner "why the hell are you fucking staring at me like I got five heads I said sorry what more do you want never mind I don't know why I bother you weren't even listen to me in the first place" I tell him.

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