Restart (A Preview)

Chapter 1: Worst Day Ever

I woke up, rubbing my eyes groggily. I yawned, and turned my eyes to the clock beside me. I read the blinking green numbers, "7:00" I jumped out of the bed and yelped. I'm late... no, no, no, no! I opened my cloths drawer and wrenched a jumble of clothes out. The movement caused the drawer to fall out of its place and to fall on my foot. I cursed, and held my toe while i tried to take off my shirt. After a few minutes, I let go of my toe and continued to get dressed, now letting out a continuous stream of words so colorful my mom would've scolded me, if she were awake.

I walked to my bedroom door, slipped on 3-sizes too big flats, and practically tripped to my parents' room. I rapped on the door, and yelled, "I need you to take me to school!" In a second, my mom, with her tangled bun sticking up and her wrinkles more visible than ever, she said in an angry voice, " Lily, do not wake me up so early!" Ignoring this comment, I managed to say, " It's 7:00" Instantly, she ran to the bathroom, while saying, " You could've woken me up earlier!"

A few minutes later, I sat in the back of the car, with my neon-pink book bag, feeling awkward as I looked at my mom, who still had her sleeping mask hung around her neck. I sank deeper into the worn-out car seat. After a few more minutes I decided that I couldn't stand it any more and I opened my bag, looking for my homework folder. I rummaged through my bag before finding out that I forgot it at home. I made a odd sort of mousy squeak as I thought of the punishment I was going to get. I was probably going to get lunch detention, or something even worse. Just great.

I zipped my book bag again and sat throughout the ride, my face glum. I gave a great sigh and tried to think of something else as we rode the rest of the ride in silence.

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I stomped through the gray hallways, the 'late' slip in my hand, which took at least five minutes to get, thanks to the old printers in the school. I knocked on the door to my classroom. It took five more minutes for someone to actually open the door, and when they did, class had already started. I rushed to my locker and quickly unpacked, whilst everybody in the classroom stared at me. I felt my cheeks going red, as I lurched down to put my book bag in my small locker. I grabbed a binder and book as I rushed out of the classroom, my cheeks still scarlet.

I ran through the hallway and to my actual class; math. I rapped my already sore knuckles on the door, and this time, the door opened almost instantly. I darted to my desk, put my stuff down, and then quickly walked to my teacher, who was in the middle of saying something. I waited for her to finish before giving her the note."Very well, Mrs. Mardo." I started walking back to my desk when she said, "Mrs. Mardo, I was just telling the class how the Learning Assessment Test will be today. And that this test will say whether you will stay in accelerated math or not." I stifled a groan. I forgot to study, and I can't even keep my eyes open. There's no way I can take this test.

The tests were passed out silently, and as I got it I groaned, not able to stop the noise of disappointment this time. The whole people around me stared. I ducked my head, but continued to read the test, which I held like a bomb. The first question read, " Miley won 15 out of the 18 swimming competitions, and she won 5 out of the 12 volleyball tournaments. What is the experimental probability that she will win the next swimming competition and volleyball tournament?" So. Confused.

I picked up my pencil and started writing on the test, trying to solve the problem, when the teacher called out, " Please do not write on the test" I quickly tried to erase the stuff I drew on it. I heard everybody else do the same. I erased most of it, but you could still see the faint outlines of what I wrote