Our school lives

Hiding Part 3

Day's P.O.V

The day started by the loud sound of my father shouting at me! "Day get up we're going to be late!" I slowly open my heavy eye lids and flip myself around. The clock on my white night stand read 6:00. Yeah, most of you are wondering why my father is waking me up this early. Well, here's the thing, my dad works for the government. And I know you're saying in your head, but, everyone works for the government! I meant he works in the government. Any ways, he has to get there pretty early and since he drops me off at school I kinda have to get up at the same time as him. I groaned a reply and flopped out of bed and onto the floor. I reached out and pushed myself up. My room was still cold from the freezing night we had just had. I stumbled over to my door and walked out. I turned the corner and fled down the steps. Some of the stairs lightly creaked as I stepped on them. it was time to replace them, I thought to myself.

Me being a lazy person decided not to pack a lunch and just buy one from the school's cafeteria. I grabbed a small yoghurt and a glass of juice. I chugged down the juice like it was the smallest shot in the world and eat the yoghurt in five spoonfuls. I threw the empty yoghurt can into the garbage under the sink and jogged back upstairs. I stumbled on one of the steps and tripped. I fell face first and hit my chin on a step. I bit my tongue as well. I groaned and jogged the rest of the way up. I threw open my closet doors when I entered my room. I picked out a red flannel and a white tank top. I went over to my dresser and yanked open the second drawer. In that drawer was all of my jeans and jean shorts. I took out my pair of ripped, black, skinny jeans. I stripped off my pyjamas and tugged on the jeans. I slipped on the tank top and reached for the flannel. But when I picked it up I noticed the huge rip in the sleeve. I frowned and a crease appeared between my eyebrows. I don't remember that rip being there the last time I had worn it. I ignored it and yelled out into the hallway. "Mom, my flannel is ripped can you get it fixed for me!" She yelled a yes back and I draped the flannel over the railing. Great! I thought. now my flannel is ripped now I can't wear that, what a great start to the day! I quickly picked the thin, pink flannel and threw it on. Could this day get any worse?

Apparently it could! Or maybe someone from the heavens just hated me. The teachers wouldn't let us inside! I mean come on! It was like -4 degrees, I was freezing my ass off. I hugged my arms to my body as I waited for any of my friends to arrive. I was currently reading on Wattpad! Ten minutes later none of my friends had showed up and I felt frozen. I saw someone approaching me out of the corner of my eye. It as Emma. or as I would call her a little fire cracker. One wrong move and she would blow up. I loved to ruffle her feathers as did she mine. She also had the tendency to hit me. I knew she meant it in a playful way but damn, she has a strong arm. She waddled over to me and we chatted for awhile until a bus pulled up. The doors slid open and Meg came out. Meg ran over to us. We continued to chat even when Millie and Emily came over. The bell rang and all of the students headed for their classes.

I opened my locker and took out the books needed for the next few classes. My arm was throbbing for some odd reason but I had no idea why. My back was also throbbing but I tried to ignore it. I knew I was that master at one thing. That was concealing my feelings and thoughts from others. I only let you see what I wanted you to see. I didn't tell Meg, Millie, Emma or Emily, it wasn't really a big deal. my arm was just throbbing along with my back. I also didn't let them see that I was a bit ticked off from this morning, I didn't need to reflect my bad mood at them.

My back and arm still hurt when second period pasted and we went back to home room to grab something to eat. My stomach was begging for food. thing was that I had been stupid and decided not to pack any food, so I was left to starve until lunch. In my head I was cursing myself but on the outside I kept a happy smile and walked over to Meg. In Meg's hand were two delicious chocolate chip cookies. I was drooling! I literally wanted to attack her and steal the cookies. My stomach growled silently urging me to do just that. I calmly walked over to Meg and asked her for a piece. She broke of a quarter and handed it to me. I shoved it into my mouth and my stomach gladly accepted it. Even though my stomach was begging for more, I felt some what satisfied. The bell rang and we went to our next class.

We walked out of our home room classroom and lined up against the wall. I talked to my friends. I said something to Emma that I quiet don't remember. But, I do know that she didn't like it. She frowned and punched my arm. The arm that was throbbing! I hissed under my breath, just enough so no one could hear. Emma was laughing, it made me happy to see her happy! Although my arm didn't agree. It felt like it was going to collapse. The throbbing had intensified. It felt like the deadliest poison was crawling up my veins , into my blood stream. I kept my care free smile and continued on as if my arm wasn't trying to kill me. I continued the day as normally as I could and the throbbing finally stopped when gym period came. I went into the changing room. I threw my bags over beside Meg's. I took out my clothes and stripped off my clothes. I put on my change of gym clothes and laced up my shoes. I left the changing room and we did warm ups. Once warm ups where done I paired up with Millie and we got a volleyball. I threw the ball to her and she hit it back. We went back and forth. She kept throwing it a bit too far or a bit too far away. It was getting a tiny little bit annoying but it wasn't her fault. I hid the annoyance. I guess you could say I'm good at hiding.

The final bell rung. I didn't need to hear the utmost annoying boys, I could relax and I wouldn't have to listen to useless crap for hours. I rushed out the door with Meg. We waited for the bus together. The bus came and we climbed on. The bus started and a boy next to us sold chocolate bars to our bus driver. The bus pulled out from the school and went down some streets until it stopped on a street that lead to another street that lead to Meg's and my street. We talked about random stuff and we went our different ways once we reached her house. I turned down a street and headed to my house. My house was big and blue. The roof was black and it was trimmed with white. I unlocked the front door and stepped inside. I closed the door and put my bags where they belonged. I took in a deep breath and sighed. I jogged down the basement steps and turned on my dad's computer. I went onto Wattpad and logged into the account me and the others share. It was time to start my chapter of Our School Lives!