Secret Music Notes

1

Getting up for school in the morning is, believe it or not, pretty easy for me. I look at it this way; I get to see my friends and I get a pretty decent education out of it. I don't see a reason to despise it so much.

I walk a cross my bedroom, picking up the rather loud cellphone off the floor.

"Now if you would shut the fuck up, this morning would be a lot better than it is already." I laugh to myself, turning off the alarm.

"But Gerard's voice is okay." I say, starting to blare My Chemical Romance from my phone as I walk into my bathroom to get ready.

I'm dressed and done in twenty minutes. I close my bathroom door, looking in the full length mirror hanging from the back of it to fix any part of my outfit that might need to be adjusted.

I'm wearing a black cropped-top as well as low cut jeans, just to piss off the assistant principle who will try to dress code me.

I lean towards the mirror to check my rather dark makeup. A have a slight brown smokey eye, black eyeliner and, obviously, mascara. I also tightly curled my decently short hair, making it barely touch my shoulder.

"Damn. Not bad, Shannon." I smirk, proud of my ability to make myself look presentable.

"Shannon!" My sister calls from the living room.

I pull out my phone and check the time. "6:55"

I curse under my breath, snatching up my backpack, throwing it over my shoulder.

"Bye, mom." I say, rushing down the stairs.

"Bye bye, Jace." I coo, kissing my brother's head, earning a grin from the small child.

My mother laughs and comes over to give me a hug, "Have fun and stay out of trouble."

"No promises!" I call out, as I walk away.

"Tell Skylar and Thomas that I say the same for them!" She laughs.

I pause, taking a few steps backwards before facing her.

"If I can't promise you for myself, I definitely cannot promise you anything for them." I say, attempting to come off as completely serious.

"Whatever. Get yourself to school!"

I laugh running out of the room, "Love you!"

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"Shannon Melks to the office."

Hearing that announcement come over the speakers does not signal anything good. Nothing positive has ever come out of being called to the office during the first five minutes of first period.

I glance over at my best friend, Skylar, before looking over at our history teacher for approval before leaving, just to find that she isn't looking at me like everyone else.

"Go ahead, Shannon." The teacher says, nodding towards the door.

I slowly pick up my bag from the floor, putting my textbook and folded notes in it. I take another glance at Skylar before standing and making my way towards the door.