Until The End

3. School

Guys this song has nothing to do with this chapter but I love this song so yeah. Aaliyah's outfit^^ ( not the shoes she's wearing pink uggs, also it's september here so it's getting colder. ) 

Aaliyah's POV:

Monday: 

I hate school. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love what I'm going to school for. But the actually concept of going to school iritates me. 

I groan stepping out of the warm water in my shower and into the cool air of my bathroom. I drop my towel and look at my body in the mirror. I am by no means inscure about the way that I look. I'm pretty, healthy, and my body is fine. But sometimes when I look at myself and the scars across my stomach and ribs, I can't help but think about those days when I was 16. I try to avoid talking about it or thinking about it. I've mostly gotten over the rape, but I still can't touch a man in a sexual way without being scared and thinking about it. And I've tried. 

I sigh, rubbing lotion into my skin, erasing the thoughts from my mind. I put a smile on my face as I walk into my bedroom and to my bed so I can grab my clothes. I grab an oversized sweater putting it on after my bra. After that I grab my cute little strawberry underwear and slip them on before putting on cream colored flared jeans.

Ironic because I'm allergic to strawberries.

I sit down at my vanity and put aquafore on my eyelashes and lips. I curl my eyelashes before I put on my favorite tubbing mascara. I put a small amount of blush and hightler on my nose and cheeks. 

Once I'm complety finshed with my make up, I walk over to my bedside table and grab my school bag along with my headphone and perfume. I shove the perfume in my bag and put my headphones in my pocket. 

I need to go now or I'll be late. Shit

I throw my bag onto  my shoulder as I rush out of my room and into Dem's. She has my lipgloss. I rummage through her cluttered desk space and rush out towards the front door when I find it. I pet Archie on the head before I slip on my knock off pink uggs and run out of the apartment complex as quickly as I can. 

I hop in my pink jeep throwing my bag in the passanger seat before speeding off towards the coffee shop I always go to before school. Also known as my place of work. 

I park my car, turning it off and locking it before I rush into Annie's. There's no one behind the counter to help me so I run back there and start making my drinks. One hot chocolate, and one carmel frappe. Once I'm done I throw some money on the counter and yell a quick, " Grazie Annie," my spanish accent prominate, before rushing out of the Diner as Annie chuckles at my anitcs. 

I make it to class five minutes late. I sit in the first row of the lecture hall so I can hear better and pull out my notebook, preparing to take notes. I look over at my good friend Britney Spears as she chuckles at me. She's taking this class cause she wants to quit the music indrusty and become a surgeon. 

Just kidding. 

I don't know anyone here. But it's only the second month since school started so I still have time to make some friends. 

I smile as the proffesor enters the room and begins the mathmatics lecture. I love maths. Probably because I'm and orignization freak and in math you always get one right answer. There's never room for error, which is good because I don't like being wrong. My father says that's why I will make a good surgeon. 

I take out my phone and start audio recording so if I have questions later I can just go back on the recording. I have a history class in an hour. 

I hate history.

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Two hours after that horrible history lecture I made my way of to Annie's Diner for my shit. My hsift is from one-thirty to ten-thirty. I'm closing tonight, which I love doing because I get to dance around in my cute little uniform while listening to music with no disruptions. 

About halfway into my shift I change into some pink rollerblades. They aren't a requierment but since I bought the place for Annie, she allows me to wear them when I'd like. I skate out to table five and give them there order. 

" Can I get you anything else?" I ask the eldeerly couple. They are sitting on the same side of the booth. So cute, I could never. 

" No honey, thank you. Just the check in about 45 minutes." The woman responds, looking up at me, smiling. 

God, she is beautiful. Even in her old age. 

" Yes ma'am. Just flag me down if you need anything," I say, winking to her as I skate to the next table. 

Guess who it is.

Ya mother.

Just kidding. It's Gio, Matteo, and some other fancy looking men.

 " Gio! I've never seen you here before. What the heck!" I beam, with a wide smile on my face. His head snaps up at my voice before his eyebrows furrow taking in my attire.

" You work here?" He questions, his eyes still on my skates. I nod my head, still smiling when he looks back up at my face. " Why?" 

I shrug, " I don't really have much else to do with my life besides school and my real job. So I just come here whenever and work for fun." My real job being shit for my fathers stupid mafia that is.

" Hey, what about me?" Matteo says, sitting next to Gio on the inside of the booth. I forgot to say hi to him.

Instead I open my arms for a hug. He shoves Gio out of the booth, making him fall to the ground, before he lifts me up in a tight hug. I wrap my arms around his neck hugging him back before he spins me. But as he spins me, since I am signifactly shorter than him, my feet touch his knees so when he he spins me too hard my skates hit his knees. Hard. Making his knees buckles and both of us fall as he groan in pain. 

" Karma." Gio grumbles, troll, as he helps me from the ground leaving Matteo there clutching his knees. 

This is bad for buisness. A grown man, rolling on the floor, groaning in pain. 

Anyway!

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THAT WAS SUCH A SHITTY CHAPTER I'M SO SORRY. I didn't know what to write so I kind of just rambled on about random things cause I wanted to update something

Guys my fathers funeral is in three days. ☹️

But I'm going to Flordia in six days. 🥳

Also guys im not too beat up about my dad because I didn't know him in my life. He walked out on me, my mom and my little brother when I was only four. I'm still sad about it because he was my dad and that's why im attending the funeral but y'all dont have to feel bad for me. 

Anyway!

I have a shein package coming. yes.

Thanks for reading, Until The End. 😘