Beep beep beep
Stupid alarm walking me up at 3:00am, if your wondering why I have to wake up a three it's because it take me two hours to get to school, 1 hour to shower, 30 mins to get my uniform on and pack an outfit for the end of the day and then 20 minutes to eat. I get to school at roughly 7am and classes start at 7:30.
I did my routine and went down stairs to eat my break fast: toast and marmalade an I also got a cup of coffee. I then began my journey to school, first I went to my local shop and got a pack of cigs, I opened the pack and started to puff on one. My parents don't know I smoke, in fact no one knows I smoke: you see I'm the "good girl", I don't get in trouble and I'm the schools nerd oh I'm also an outcast carcrash my peers even say I'm a hopeless fool.
I arrived at school and made my way to my locker where I got my books for first period, by looking at me you wouldn't think I have 0% friends but as I like to say life is a fucking bitch. It was Friday so lessons finished at 12 meaning I was able to go to the mall.
My first lesson was English, we were writing a descriptive piece on a subject that appealed to us, as I very much like witch craft I choose to write about the Pendle Witch houses. You see I as a child I always loved films that involved witches and Vampires so I myself became a witch, I did this as I thought it would help me get the man of my dreams.
I walked into my next lesson witch surprisingly was gym. I'm not the type of girl who loves gym but I don't hate it either. I believe that gym is there to help us keep fit. Throughout gym all I could think about is how much I love Michael Gordon Clifford.
