Is It By Mistake or Design?

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

The rhythmic yet obnoxious sound of my alarm went off waking me up from what was a peaceful sleep. Dear god do I hate school. Mostly bc I have to wake up so early, but the students were annoying too.

After turning the alarm off I dragged myself out of bed and into the bathroom where I tried to avoid my reflection. I just needed to wash my face. Cold water covered my face and I woke up a little. I could at least see clearly.

My outfit; blue denim skinny jeans, a white and black blink-182 tee, and my gray vans sat out on my desk chair. Pulling my old ramones muscle tee over my shoulders I replaced it with the blink tee and then continued to put on the rest of my clothes for the day. My hair was kept down, my natural beach like waves fitting my face. As for makeup. I did the same thing every day. A simple winged liner look.

By the time I finished getting ready it was 6:50. Just enough time for me to get to my bus stop. It was a frigid February morning, so I decided to wear my Beatles hoodie and just hope for the best.

Cold wind blew harshly across my face as I opened the front door to leave. Not only did I want a blanket, but I just hoped that some phenomenon would happen and school would cancel. The wait at the bus stop wasn't too bad. Thankfully Zach was there and we talked a little, but most of the time we just huddled together for warmth. Zach Merrick is my best friend and has been since 3rd grade when I moved here. I came from Philadelphia and had a funny accent so everyone made fun of me. Except Zach. We instantly connected and became friends.

On the bus ride to school Zach and I sat next to each other as usual and put our headphone in the opposite ear so we could hear each other talk. We normally talked about homework or something that happened in school just because there's honestly nothing interesting that goes on here.

The screeching of the wheels and and brakes of the bus went off as we arrived to school. I exited the bus making my way to my locker to get rid of this hoodie and grab my school things. Holding my stuff in my arms I noticed an attractive guy walking right towards me. Oh dear god what do I do? My body stayed frozen. The guy walking towards me was about 6' 2" with black brown hair with blond streaks. He wore a Green Day shirt that was snug in all the right places. Who is this guy?

I came back to reality when I realized he was about to speak. "I like your shirt" he smiled as he walked by me. "T-thanks" I mumbled watching him go down the hall. Looking over to my right Zach was standing there next to me. I jumped out of surprise. "At least let me know when you show up" He just shrugged. "Zach, who is that guy?" The curly haired teen turned around. "Who him?" He pointed down the hallway at the guy who complimented me just a minute ago. I nodded. "That's Jack Barakat. He's a senior" I could only nod again. Jack. It was a common name but I liked the way it sounded. Maybe I'll get to learn more about this Jack character.

((Hi guys! :) So this is actually my first serious straight fic. I say serious bc last time my friend asked my to write her a fic about her and Jaime Preciado and he ended up murdering her and selling her body for tacos so. I really hope you enjoy this. In all reality this is about me but I don't like the picture myself bc I'm not an attractive person so yeah, but a lot of the info given is based off of me so yolo. COMMENT PLEASE <3))