I woke up this morning feeling very depressed. Holidays are over. Painfully. Now is time to go back to that death trap called school. I don't think there's anyone on this earth, who hates going to school more than i do. Though I'm smart, but i just don't like going to school. I wanted to get home schooled, but my Dad refused and that was when i knew my life was over, but i survived so far. Look at me now in my final year in highschool, can't wait to graduate.
After staying on the bed, trying to figure out how plants and animals feel when we eat them, i finally decided to get up. It's probably late but who cares, if my mum were to be here, she'd have woken me up earlier, but she's in paris for fashion week.
I pretended to be in a runway show in front of my mirror, before going to shower. After having showered i walk into my huge closet, looking for what to wear. I picked an outfit, and put it on.
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I tied my hair in a messy bun, ready to apply a little makeup on my pretty face quickly, cause anytime soon Heaven would barge in yelling at me to hurry up. Just then my door flew open, and the little devil stormed into my room. "The fuck is wrong with you". I asked her. "Why are you taking so much time to get dressed, this is why I hate going to school with you, it's fucking late" she yelled. "Hurry up" she added, and left my room, slamming the door.
The nerves.
I'm so done with this brat. I immediately packed my makeup and shoved them into my bag, picked up my phone and left my room.
I didn't even get the chance to have breakfast gosh. I had to do my makeup in the car while our driver was taking us to school. You can imagine how many times i poked my eyes with my eyeliner. But i survived. After i finished my makeup i put them back in my bag, and brought out my phone to check my Notifications. There was a message from kadie, telling me about a certain hot guy who moved in next door, and how they fucked. I trust my bitch. I replied to some comments on the video i posted on Instagram about the Rhode peptide lip tint.
Our driver stopped us in front of the school building, i felt alot of eyes on me. I don't mean to brag, but I'm quite popular in my school. We got down from the car, and i turned to Heaven, telling her not to be mean to anybody, cause that's all she does. But she rolled her eyes at me, before walking away. I felt like dragging her back and shoving her whole body into the large trash bin. I was about walking into the walkway when I heard someone call my name. And it turned out to be a guy in my class who has been asking me out since last summer, like doesn't he give up.
I guess not.
"Hey Arian" i faked a smile when he walked up to me, because I'm seriously tired of him, but i have to be nice.
"Ophelia, hi, how was your holiday?". He asked as we started heading for class. "Was good". "Cool".
We got to class, and i smiled upon seeing my best friend. "Talk to you later". I said to Arian, and went to meet my best friend. "Hey bestie". "Hey bitch, i missed you" she hugged me. "Yeah, like we didn't spend the weekend together" i said, sitting down. Our seats is at the back. "Shut up".
