If you love me let me gooooooo
If you love me let me gooooooo
Cause these words are knifes and often leave scarsThe fear of falling apart and the truth be told I never was yours
The fear the fear of falling apart
I jumped out of bed when I heard 'This is Gospel' by the Panic!at the disco. Yeah, it took me about 2 minutes to realize that, that was the song I had set as my alarm for today and as soon as I realized that today was the first day of school I almost hit my face at the edge of the bed, thankfully I didn't. Then again If I did I could pretend I was dead or something and just lay there until someone notices me (which would take about a second or two because we're pretty close as a family) and take me to the hospital and stay in for a couple of days so I could gain a couple more days and enjoy the pleasure of doing nothing. Ah sweet nothing...Calvin Harris reference, got it ? Told you I was hilarious.
Anyways I was just about to lie back into my cozy bed, but of course my sister had to interrupt the make out session i was having with my beloved pillow and by 'make out session' I actually mean, me drooling all over my pillow while sleeping -yeah everyone does that and if anybody denies it, they're lying-. Anyway my sister walks in and she announces that she'll give me a ride to school and I should get ready If I didn't wanna walk to school at the first day. Yeah this is all it takes to get me out of bed.
So basically I crawl out of bed and make my way to the bathroom, I jump in for a quick shower, then brush my teeth, dry and brush my short hair through , apply some makeup on, which is concealer, some mascara and some lip gloss. Then I head back to my room and wear my uniform . After that I go downstairs and into the kitchen for breakfast, I'm not gonna lie I love food. My grandpa always said ' And if we lose everything, we will still have food' wise man. For real though, my love for food can't be described with words which is hard to believe because many people would describe my body as perfect, i don't want to be arrogant or anything it's just that it happened before. I just grab some bacon and eggs and then I drink some water and head for the passenger seat.
'Finally, two more minutes and I would leave without you. Gosh why do you always have to be late?' my sister Nora rolls her eyes
'Well sorry if some of us actually care about how we look' I answer back.
'Whatever just don't be late again.'
'Yes ma'am'
We make it to the school's parking lot and damn this building is huge, I can't do but worry that I would probably get lost in there within seconds. Nora hugs me 'Good luck and it's not as big as it looks'
I laugh, 'cause she somehow always managed to understand when I was nervous.
'Thanks' I finally mumble.'Ok I need to go now 'cause the bell is about to ring, but come find me at the break.'
'Ok see you' I say back, as I watch her disappear in the hallway.
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Living Is For Losers
Teen FictionKiera Anderson has just turned 16 and she just found out she is going to a new school. She doesn't know anyone at the new school except from her sister, Nora. Will she survive the brutal place called high school?