Life Changes [Roc Royal story]

Snap out of it!

Grace.

My alarm clock made me jump of my sleep suddenly. I squinted my eyes as the sun seeped through my bedroom curtains.

"6:00am" I groaned, as I rolled out of my bed.

I hunched over as I trudged to the bathroom, carefully tiptoeing, as I didn't want to wake up my parents. They were extremely tired, as we had a church party after service yesterday, which we had to tidy up after.

...

After kissing my parents goodbye, I went outside, and waited for Jada to come in her car. I checked my watch.

"6:45. Not bad." I said, nodding to myself.

I moved around on the spot, trying to keep myself warm, as I wrapped my coat around me tighter, and I snuggled my feet in my boots.

I ran my hair through my ponytail, as I got highly annoyed. 

6:50..

6:55..

7:00..

By 7:05, I was ready to walk to school. The weather wasn't getting any warmer, and Jada wasn't answering to my texts. As I turnt to leave, I heard a beep from down the street.

"Bitch-ass decides to come now." I growled, as she pulled up next to me.

I never cursed, but I was annoyed because she didn't even tell me that she was going to be late.

"I'm so sorry.." Jada started, but I zoned out, nodding my head, and ignoring her.

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"I'll catch up with you at lunch?" Jada questioned hopefully, as I stood front of my locker, getting my books.

I nodded, adding a little smile with it. My anger had diminished, and I had forgiven her for standing me up this morning.

 She smiled, and went to her first period - English. I smiled as I walked through the hallway, on my way to my drama lesson. I hated English, and I wasn't very good at it either. Writing was not my strong points, I found it immensely boring. How could Chresanto enjoy that torture? Plus he was a guy, how could he even express himself like that? Plus he seemed like a boy who didn't care, so how does he manage to channel his emotions through his writing. No disrespect to him, or his attractive face bu-

I stopped walking, noticing that I was outside the Advanced English class. People entering the class were giving me strange looks, as I stood there, puzzled as to how I had gotten here in the first place.

Then I realised that I had called Chresanto attractive...

In my thoughts...

I abruptly turnt around, I raced to my Drama lesson, my cheeks burning. I was daydreaming about him?! I basically just admitted to myself that I found him attractive physically. I sighed, and shook my head, as I entered Drama just as the bell rang.

Chresanto.

I nodded my head to the beat, as YG blasted out from Ray's car. The fumes from me and Jacob's blunts was causing the car to fog up, so all the windows were open, causing my head to spin as the wind violently rushed past it.

"Nigga I'm from Mexico, not what this nigga on the radio is saying." Jacob slurred. 

The weed had taken it's toll upon Jacob. I chuckled, then frowned as I realised that the weed wasn't effecting me at all. I kissed my teeth, and threw the blunt out of the window.