Waiting For Him

Chapter 2

I quickly jumped out of bed and ran towards the bathroom, luckily I had a shower late last night so there was no need for me to shower again so I brushed my teeth in about 10 seconds. Which has to be a world record. I quickly dashed back into my room. I threw my pj's off and sprayed deodorant under each of my armpits. I picked out some under wear and with one look I saw it was hello kitty. What? I used to love hello kitty to the extent I bought the underwear but no one needs to know that. Now that's done what the hell am I supposed to wear? I quickly opened up the curtains. Hmm, looks like it'll be a nice day. So I grabbed by blue acid washed jeans with a random white top and put it on. I went to grab my socks but I felt a sharp pain shoot through my right leg. I cried in agony as I started hopping up and down as I held onto my foot. I really don't know why people do this, including me. I mean it doesn't help stop the pain at all but oh well. I glanced down and saw I stepped on my brush.

Stupid brush.

I quickly put on any socks not caring if they were matching or not. I then picked up my super stars and put it on. I looked in the mirror wondering what I should do with my hair. My hair was raven black and cascades down my back. I was late already so I grabbed the same brush I stepped on.

That devil thing.

I hurriedly brushed through my hair trying to get rid of any knots and then tied it into a simple pony tail. If I had woken up early I probably would have curled my hair but that's definitely not the case today. Hmm, should I put on makeup? I mean I don't look that bad without it but I prefer having some. Oh fuck it. I guess no make up today. I  took all the books and my completed and uncompleted homework from my desk and shoved it into my school bag.

I ran down the stairs two at a time. I looked at the clock in the kitchen and I realised I only had 4 minutes left. Oh shoot.

"Oh look who's awake now?" my mum smirked.

"Mum not now please"

"Well next time get to bed earlier instead of watching pretty little liars!"

"I honestly tried to but I guess I got carried away"

"Well I made some pankcakes for breakfast"

"Ooh yess, where are they?"

"Gone"

"What do you mean gone?"

"Like gone in like it's finished, eaten, there's no more"

"And you couldn't save me some?"

"Sorry darling, you know how your dad loves his pancakes before work" my mum laughed

"What am I supposed to eat?"

"Take a fruit to school"

I knew I had no choice so I grabbed a fruit from the fruit bowl and opened the fridge and gulped down the orange juice. And no I didn't use a cup, there was just no time. With only 3 minutes left to spare I picked up my bag that I dropped on the bottom stair and shouted my good byes to my mum and sister.

I was about to take a bite into my fruit when I quickly glanced at it and realised I picked up a kiwi. Why I picked up a kiwi, I don't know. So I hastily put the kiwi back in my bag. I then heard the sound of the bus as it came near to my bus stop. That meant I had to run. Damn. I ran as fast as I could  jumping over hedges, walls and dodging old ladies just to get to the bus stop hoping I didn't miss it. You're probably wondering why me, an 18 year old hasn't got a car. Okay well one day my car was nice and in good shape and the next it was crashed into a pole. Yes. I crashed my car. Fortunately for me I only had a few scratches and and cut from the glass but my parents told me I wouldn't get another car until I reached 21 so I guess my next option was the bus.