Wonderwall

01

School.

The word I hate more than any other word.

School.

The place I have to go to at 7 in the fucking morning.

School.

The place where I have to deal with judgmental people.

I stare up at my bedroom ceiling not wanting to get up. It feels like my bed is my only true friend.

'A couple  more months of this bullshit.' 

I sigh and get out of bed. I grab my pair of white Converse and put them on slowly.

"Savanna!" My mum calls up the stairs.

"I'll be down in a minute!" I call back.

I sigh again and look at myself in the mirror. I look half decent but on the inside I feel so ugly.

'High school is almost over,' I remind myself.

I smile a bit knowing that this hell I go to five days a week is almost over with. Honestly it feels good to be a senior.

"Savanna!" My mum calls again.

"Coming!" I yell.

I grab my bag off the floor and sling it over my shoulder. I close my bedroom door behind me and head downstairs.

'Step by step,' I have to remind myself as I go down the stairs. I tend to fall down the stairs a lot since I'm really clumsy.

When I enter the kitchen Zach is sitting at the kitchen table eating breakfast. My mum is heating up bacon in a frying pan.

"Hi mum. Zach," I say.

My mum embraces me in a quick tight hug and goes back to cooking.

"Morning," Zach says.

He looks up from his phone and smiles at me with his crooked teeth. I give him a small smile back.

"Would you like some breakfast?" My mum asks.

"No, I'm running late," I tell her.

"At least eat an apple you're practically a twig!" She insists.

"Okay," I mumble.

I grab a apple out of the basket and walk out the kitchen.

"I'll see you guys later," I tell them.

"Bye hun," my mum says in monotone.

I grab my keys to my black Mustang off the hook and head out the door.

"Don't let any guys smack your ass today or I will have to kick their ass!" Zach jokes.

I turn back and see him in the door. I shake my head and laugh. He smiles and I climb into my car. I put the key in the ignition and wait for a second. I set my bag on the passenger seat and look out my rear view mirror.

I stare at Zach fleeing into the house before pulling out of the driveway. I take a few bites of my apple before throwing it in the little trash can on the passenger side.

On the way to school I turn up the radio and tap my fingers against the steering wheel, singing quietly.

I really don't want to go to school. I'd rather be back home in my bed. It's not so much classes or the work at school, but just being around people. I'm not a much of a people's person but I have some friends.

I sigh as I pull into the parking lot of the school. I park in a spot near the front doors. I'm really early although I told my mum I was running late.

'Just another excuse to skip breakfast,' my brain reminds me.

I sigh in disgust at myself. I look down at my tan thighs. My mum is right, I am like a twig.

In the next few seconds, I hear a small tap on my window that scares crap out of me. I look up and Audrey is standing outside my car.

I smile at her and take the keys out of the ignition. I snatch up my bag and put it on my arm before opening the door. She steps to the side giving me space. I climb out of my car and slam the door shut. I lock it and stare at Audrey in silence.

"What?" Audrey asks.

"Nothing, just tired," I shake my head.

"You want to go home don't you?" she asks raising an eyebrow.

"Yea," I sigh.

"Then go," she gestures towards my car.

"I can't," I tell her as we start walking down the sidewalk.

"Awe I could come with. Why not?" She whines.

"My mum wouldn't be too happy about that, you know that," I sigh again.

"You sighed twice already in the last minute. Whats going on?"

She stops me and puts her hand on my shoulders. I avoid eye contact with her and stare at the ground.

I think for a second before responding, "just tired," I look up at her giving her a reassuring smile.

She doesn't buy it and frowns.

"I'm here for you if you want to talk," she says taking her hands off my shoulders.

"I know," I tell her.

We walk into the school, upstairs, making way towards my locker. I shift my bag on my shoulder feeling uncomfortable and awkward. I hate when things get tense between us. As we stop at my locker Audrey turns to me.

"I'll see you around, yea?" Audrey says.

"Yea," I mutter turning to my locker.

She gives me one last glance before walking away. I look down both sides of the hall, no one else but me.

Throwing my books into my locker, suddenly I feel someone slam into me. I shudder as my side slams into my locker. I fall onto the ground and grab my side in pain. I clench my teeth and look up.

Marcus stands there.

Marcus is one of my friends I met from MMA. We met six years ago but things seem to always be awkward between us. This scenario is making it even worse.

I look past him and see his idiotic friend Jake, he leans against a Prom Night poster. He gives me a stupid smile. I glare at him and then look back at Marcus. He gives me a sorry look and I frown at him.

"Jake was being a douche. Sorry," he says.

"Help me up," I say harsher than I mean to.

I reach out my hand and he takes it, pulling me up. I brush the dirt off my shorts before looking up at Marcus. He scratches the back of his neck and gives me an awkward look.

"What?" I ask really confused.

Did I do something?

"Can we talk?"

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I decided to rewrite this. Yay?¿ I guess