anna's point of view
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My last day of senior year.
My last day of being around shitty people.
My last day of hell.
I woke up and looked at my wrist with all of my bracelets going up to my elbow. I sighed as I looked and them and my mom walked in.
"You ready, Anna?", she asked.
"As ready as I'll ever be.", I replied in a steady voice.
I decided to wear what I always wear, black jeans with a band tee, today was the 1975 concert, so I am obviously wearing a 1975 shirt.
I walked downstairs and slipped on my black converse, not even bothering to wear socks. I grabbed a quick granola bar, and headed out to the car and waited for my mom.
As we were driving to school it was silent, not an awkward silent, a comfortable one, it was always like this with my mom. Ever since my dad left us for some 20 year old blonde model, we've gotten closer. My mom acts so strong, which she is, but I know deep down she misses him, but she shouldn't.
We arrive at school and I give my mom a hug, a long one. She told me to have a great day, and I said I would try.
I walk in and I admire all of the people who I won't ever see again. I go to my locker and grab my books. I jog to class seeing I was a bit late, and walk in to see my best friend waiting for me, Luke Hemmings.
I smile a warm smile at him and he smiles. Luke has always been my best friend since we were 6. Luke, Michael, Calum, and Ashton are all my best friends, but Luke is my first.
I sit down next to him and I let him copy off my homework, since he didn't do it. Now tell me, what kind of sick fuck gives homework on the last few days of senior year?
I'm now walking from class to class when I see Luke, he was talking to our friends, I jog over before class starts so I'm not late, because who wants to get shit for being late, and I jump on Michael. Michael is like my brother. He's always there for me, don't get my wrong, Luke is always there as well, but Michael and I have a different type of relationship.
I sigh as I walk to class and pray that the day will be soon over.
