The sound of my alarm, cringing my ears as it forced me to wake up, the morning sunlight already intruding my room as it shun it's golden rays illuminating it with it's light.
After 5 minutes of debating with myself I reluctantly got up, stretching my limbs sighing as I prepare for another day.
Getting up from my bed I went straight to my bathroom, looking through the mirror I now saw my hideous reflection. My blonde hair looking like it gone through war with my pillow as it was sticking out of directions I didn't even know, my bags under my eyes more dark, my skin looking as pale as a ghost, and my eyes looking lifeless.
I shouldn't have stayed up late if it weren't for that one professor, sending work in the night.
I splashed water on my face and went to shower. After I was done I quickly brushed my teeth. I went out of my bathroom and changed into my uniform, looking through the mirror I tried to style my hair which was near impossible but I tried nonetheless.
After many attempts it was still messy, sticking out like an outcast, I sighed going out of my room and went to the kitchen to greet my mom a good morning
"Morning ma" I hugged her and kissed her cheek."Morning to you to sleepy head, did you stayed up late again?" She asked, worriedness in her eyes "a little" I answered truthfully, I heard her sigh and mumble something inaudible under her breath, I just shrug it off.
I sat down on the dining table, my father already seated with a newspaper in his arms, his reading glasses prompt on his nose "morning pops" I said, he looked up from his newspaper and smiled at me "good morning to you too kiddo" he said smiling sweetly.
My mother placed some stacks of waffles in front of me which made my tummy rumbled a little, to which my mother chuckled slightly "hurry up and eat before you're late to school" I just shrugged her off, popping a waffle into my mouth.
"What time is it even...?" I asked after swallowing "8 o'clock" my eyes burst open from my sockets, I looked at my wrist watch and sure enough it was 8. I shoved another waffle in my mouth before grabbing my bag and running out the door forgetting to drink. I could hear my mother telling me to be careful but I just ran out.
I ran a little more before I got to the front gate of my school 'Windsor high'. I looked back at my wristwatch and saw that it was still 8:10, I still have 20 minutes till my first class.
I went to my locker and opened it, putting my textbooks inside I closed and locked it my key, I was about to walk away when I heard someone talking in the other hallway, and being little old me I couldn't control my curiosity.
'Curiosity killed the cat' my consciousness tried to reason with me.
'but curiosity brought it back' damn I think my mind has two sides ready to fight, but I just shrugged it off.
"Please don't leave me......"
I peaked my head to look on what was happening and I saw a girl, which I think her name was Eva Williams, she was crying?! I peaked my head more and I understand why, there was a boy next to her, Kyle Hunter, the most well known playboy in this entire school, changing girls faster than Zeus, and I think that's why that girl was crying.
I looked at Kyle, he was just staring at the girl with no fucking emotion, like the girl wasn't crying in front of him.
"I already told you, I'm not looking for a relationship, just a good fuck"
That was soooooo harsh, how dare he said that, and worse it only made the girl cry harder, like she literally fell on the floor CRYING. But Kyle, being the devil that he is only smirked and walked away like he didn't break the poor girls heart. If only I could just slap that excuse piece of a man out of this universe-
"AHHHHHHHH" I jumped shock covered my whole face.
I think I just saw my life flashing through my own eyes, I turned around and just as expected I saw Allisa laughing her ass of boiling my anger even more.
"Haha very funny, Allisa" I said crossing my arms on my chest looking at her with a deadly glare on my brown eyes. As she slowly got her breath, she finally stood up straightly and we locked eyes.
"What got you glaring like that" this girl even dared to ask that dumb question, on these days I question myself why am I even friends with her, but it is what it is.
"Well maybe someone thought about scaring the shit out of me" I retorted to her obvious question.
"Chill Mr sass, it wasn't my fault that you were to busy eavesdropping"
This girl could really make my blood higher than my mom banging my door on a Monday morning, damn now I want to slap her,but we can't do that this bitch is my friend, but we can do a savage comeback instead.
I thought of what I should say for 2 whole straight minutes, I smirked to myself as I now have thought of the perfect thing to say. I was about to open my mouth when that dang school bell rang "oh! That's the bell, gotta go now, bye Ash"
"Yeah bye"
I walked to my locker to get my things for my first period, after I was done I went straight to class.
I went to sit at the third row cause why not, it was still close to the board though and I could just hear the teacher just fine. A few minutes passed and students started to pile up in the classroom, chatting with their friends with who knows what.
When the students all settled down the teacher walked in, after our professor sat down at her desk she greeted us a good morning, to which we greeted her back.
"Ok class let's begin, please grab your textbooks and put it to page 97"
We all complied to her order, I grabbed my textbook and flipped it to the said page.
In the middle of her discussion the class door suddenly opened and in walked none other than, Kyle Hunter, the prof couldn't care less as he to no biased came to all of his class late, and if you ask how I even know, I'll answer that with the simple 'I have the same class as him typeshi typeshi'
He just walked in and sat down on the last available seat which was next to me, I could already smell his strong cologne as it was wafting through the air, girls were just staring at him with those weird heart eyes that just creeps me out.
"Ok for today I'm assigning you all in pairs to make this project"
I perked up to the prof as she was now assigning us.
"I hope I could get Kyle as my partner......" I hear a girl whispered to her friend in the back as they both giggled.
"Mr.Smith and Mr. Dela Cruz"
"Mr.Garcia and Ms. Garvida"
"Mr.Simon and Mr. Garfunkel"
The prof was still assigning who our partners will be, and to be honest it was getting kinda boring, I was doodling on the back of my notebook when I felt someone was staring at me.
I quickly looked up and saw a strong pair of hazel eyes piercing it's way to my soul with that stare, and it was........Kyle.....?
I was about to ask him why he was staring at me and maybe scold him that it was rude to stare at someone, he quickly looked away staring into who knows where, I just shrugged it off and went back to doodling.
"Ms. Gaces and Ms. Vienna"
"And lastly Mr.Clinton and Mr.Hunter"
I think my neck was about to break at how fast my head looked up at the professor. There was no way in hell that I was paired to, KYLE HUNTER, I looked at him and immediately saw that he was staring back at me with those hazel eyes of his.
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