Messed Up Life

Urgh!

(Above is Professor Anavator-played by Alan Rickman)

So hi again!!! How's the book so far? Is it good? Please comment and vote! Enjoy the chapter!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I shrugged off the silky duvet that covered my bed. I jumped off the bed and checked the clock. 7.30am. I still had an hour and a half till school began. I picked out some clothes and sauntered into the bathroom. I stripped down my clothes and stepped into the shower. I sighed as the hot water soothed my overwhelming thoughts and my latest most horrible discovery about myself. I had a crush on the new hottie who was dating my nemesis Olivia. Bryce Becker. I washed my hair with my old no smell shampoo and spread body soap all over my body. I rinsed out the soap, pondering on what I should do. I just might be able to win Bruce over, but I only had a 0.000001% chance of it. He and Olivia were deeply in love as everyone at school could see that in their eyes. At least my pondering would stop next week during prom. Oh yeah, and guess what, after school yesterday, I read the prom flyer carefully, and found out that school was canceled for the whole of next week. This was because PROM WAS EVERY SINGLE NIGHT OF NEXT WEEK!!!!!!!!!! Ahh! Why is this happening to me. I stepped out of the shower and dried myself. I took out my anger on my poor hair with my hairbrush. I angrily combed through the tangled knots for a few seconds then gave up on my stubborn hair. I shrugged on my clothes, a pair of loose jeans, a black t-shirt, a dark blue jacket and no jewelry. I didn't care about how I looked at all. I walked down the stairs and placed my watch on my hand. It was 8.15am. I still had a long time. Oh well, I decided to make pancakes for breakfast since I had so much time. I poured the batter into a 'squeezer' (I don't know what it's called). I mindlessly squeezed the batter in a shape on the heated pan. I switched between chocolate and vanilla flavors, making the shape of my choice. I pondered over my problems and decided on my choice. Let Bryce go, live my normal life. Depends on how normal my life will be after I reveal my true self. Oh well. I promised Dad. I let my thoughts go back to my pancake and I realized that I had designed a beautiful heart-shaped pancake with an intertwined letter 'V' and 'B'. I was disgusted with my work but I didn't have the heart to waste a perfectly good pancake, so I designed another which satisfies me much more. It was a heart with a jagged line in the middle, the letter 'B' written in the middle. I served both pancakes onto my plate and sat down in the dining room. I ate both pancakes with relish, though I might have found the second pancake a bit more delicious. Just a bit. Anyway, by then it we about 8.30am. I grabbed my bag and trudged to the bus stop. Actually I had a red-colored convertible Porsche sports car, but I didn't want the school to realize my wealth.
When I reached school, I was confronted by Olivia and her posh friends. She smirked and sneered,"So, Vivian. Has anyone asked you to prom yet? I don't think I even need you to answer that. Definitely a 'no'. Why does every boy stay away from you? What is the real, serious problem with you?" Olivia pretended to think thoughtfully, then squealed,"Oh yeah! Everything!" She and her friends laughed along with the rest of the school. The boys sent me horrified looks while the girls pretended to faint. I felt my face go red and I rushed to the toilet, tears welling up in my eyes. I slumped against the toilet wall, tears running down my face in long streams. I couldn't wait for this to be over. I had gotten into Oxford to get a degree in medicine, not to get bullied for the rest of my life! Hopefully after prom week this will all be over.
I dried my tears and walked to class. Biology. Great. I had to sit with hottie boy.
I sat down slowly in my seat, next to Bryce. He seemed to be really excited about something. I rolled my eyes and asked,"What's with the excitement, Sparky?" He looked at me and glared,"What's with the nickname, dumpster girl?" I blushed and turned away, blinking back tears. I heard what had made him so excited about.
"Olivia, will you be my date to the prom?" Bryce asked. I heard squeals and a scream,"Of course, Bryce!" "Great. Well, that's settled. Meet me at mine after school." I had a feeling that he winked making the girls giggle as Olivia blush beetroot red. I made mental gagging motions. Could they not talk about this in public? It was sorta embarrassing. As if it couldn't get any worse, I heard Bryce whisper,"Don't forget to bring the condoms, love." I wanted to vomit continuously for hours. Bryce just didn't care what other people thought. But I was the only one to hear what he said. Suddenly, the door flung open and a tall male teacher with long oily hair stalked into the classroom. The expression on his face was enough to scare off a lion. Even Bryce had the common sense to shut up. As the teacher walked past the windows, they snapped shut, causing darkness around classroom. The teacher mumbled clearly and loudly, holding the class' attention,"Turn to page three-hundred and ninety-four." He stalked around the classroom in big strides as we all hurriedly flipped open our Biology textbooks. "We can learn about many things in this class. Just pay attention and I will not accept any nonsense." He warned. "I am Treverse Anavator, but you will call me Professor Anavator. I am your new Biology teacher for the rest of the year, so you will remember to pay attention in my class-am I right Ms Johansson!" He suddenly shouted. Amelia Johansson had been busy reading a book under her table and jolted up in shock as Professor Anavator snatched her book away. We were shocked and just stared at him in shock. "Detention, my office, after school." Professor Anavator ordered Amelia. She nodded quickly an recompiled herself.
Our high school year just took a big turning change...