Lamentations Of The Lost

Welcome To School, Seniors!

Highschool. Any other year, i would be jumping up and down with excitement. Not today. Today i started my last year at highschool, my senior year. Soon, my three friends, Samuel, Fang, and Mitch, would be walking down my road.

"Where the hell did i leave my Contacts?" i said, looking around my room. It was a big room, with my own bathroom and balcony. My room was on the second floor of my house, downstairs being the main area. I was the richest person in town, my parents both being successful scientists. Needless to say, i didn't see them around much, only at dinnertime. Looking at my phone, i saw 3 texts from Mitch.

Mitch: Hey Amz! You Awake?

Mitch: Amber?

Mitch: WAKE UP!!!!1!!!1

I Giggled. Mitch was my best friend for years on end. He's quite smart, top of every class. Fang is a skater, always rebelling. Samuel, well, he's the wallflower. Quiet, reserved, the definite opposite of Fang. Myself, i was the head of school activities. Dances? I plan them. Games? Im out there in a mascot suit, dancing. Im kinda the class clown too, which is surprising considering Mitch is my best friend.  Fang and Samuel are housemates, Fang moving in with Sam after his parents evicted him from their home.

"There's my contacts!" i exclaimed, putting them in my bag. I put them on at school, because i only wear them when i need to read something. Any other time hurts my eyes. With my bag packed, I laid down in my bed, and looked at my clock. "It's only 10 minutes before Mitch gets here... Maybe i could... just lay here until then."

I felt myself being shaken.

"Amz? Amber! Amber, Wake up!" Mitch was yelling in my ear

"Okay! Okay Im up!" I got up, stretching. Mitch stood above my bed, laughing. "Hey, whats so funny, Mitch?"

He laughed. "You're not even in your school uniform. Nice pyjamas."

I looked down, i was still in my pyjamas. They had chibi cats on them. My tank said "Meow"

"Then lemme change! Pervert!" I yelled, jokingly pulling my blankets over me.

"Okay Amber, okay!" Mitch laughed and left my room. I looked at my school uniform. It was a boring black skirt with a white button shirt and a tie. I was allowed to wear whatever kind of shoes i wanted, but i had a better idea. I got my tube white shirt, that buttoned, then pulled my skirt over it, and ended up tying my tie around my head.

"How did i even manage to do this?" I laughed to myself, "Mitchhh! Helppp!"

Mitch entered my room, and widened his eyes.

"Uh, Amber, thats not the uniform."

"The code said i had to have a button up shirt and a black skirt. Now help me with my tie you ass!"

Mitch laughed, "After 5 years of highschool, you can't even tie your tie." he walked, and began tying it for me.

"Well, im an idiot. We cant all be top of the class, Brainiac."

"Hey! I Didn't say you were, did i?" Mitch blushed, embarrassed at what i just said.

"You look like a tomato."

"AMBER!"

Mitch chased me downstairs after i grabbed my bag. I closed my gate, and he jumped over it. Laughing, we began walking down the street, toward the school. My car was broken, and Mitch lost his license. Mitch got a text from Fang, and one from Samuel.

Fang: YO MITCH, I GOT A SLICK RIDE, WHERE YOU AT?

Samuel: Fang Has A Car. Wtf.

"Lemme see those texts!" I jumped on Mitch's back and read his phone. "Oooh! Fang got a car!" I smiled. Honestly, thinking of Fang driving was a bad idea. He could barely concentrate in maths class, so how can he drive? Then again, he had done drag races before. He took me out once, and i slapped him for not telling me we were going racing. Mitch got pretty pissed at him too.

"Um... Amber...? Can you get off my back please?" Mitch asked.

"Oh, Yeah! Sorry.... Weakling" I laughed and hopped down.

"What did you call me Amz?" Mitch laughed

"Wedge."

"What?"

"A Tomato Wedge."

Mitch glared and began chasing me down the street. I always terrorized him by calling him tomato, a name only i could call him. We saw a white car speed down the street, and pull into a empty parking spot beside us. Fang was sitting in the drivers, and Samuel was in the passengers. It was A White convertible, which was perfect for the warm September weather.

"Hey guys!" Fang said, "Get in!"

Fang was a guy with jet black hair, and was tall. He wore a shredded school button up shirt, and ripped jeans with his shoes. Samuel was smaller than Fang, Same size as Mitch. He wore his uniform, but not the jacket. Samuel has dark brown hair. Mitch was wearing his uniform correctly, with a vest instead of the jacket.

Mitch and i jumped into the back seat, as Fang zoomed off towards the school.

"So Guys, Did anyone do the homework?" Mitch asked

"Yep. Did it this morning." Fang said

"I eMailed it in to the school yesterday." Samuel nodded.

"Uh...."

"Amber?" Mitch poked me

"What Homework...?"

The guys laughed. If there was one thing i was good at, its forgetting we have an assignment, and using it as a napkin, or using it as a scrap piece of paper.

"Jeez Amb. You didn't even remember your own phone number last year." Fang laughed from the front seat.

"Hands ON THE WHEEL FANG!" Samuel yelled.

For the rest of the ride, it was all jibber about trips, how summer break went, Mitch got a new penthouse, where Fang got his car, and Samuel's new phone. The guys were amazed that i went to the Carribean. I had brought them all gifts, but i left them in my suitcase. I would wait for christmas to give them the gifts.

We pulled into the parking lot at the school, and a ring of teachers stood outside. They seemed like they were panicking. Fang parked in student parking, and we all jumped out. my skirt got caught on the car, and i started falling head-first onto the ground. I stopped falling, and i looked upwards. Mitch had turned around and caught me.

"Nice Fall Amz." He laughed

"Thanks for catching me, Tomato." I Laughed.

He put me on my feet, and we all walked inside the building. We each had the same class schedule, this semester. Science, Math, Art, and our spare. During our spare, we each did different things. Fang played sports, I took care of my Student activities, Mitch tutored, and Samuel hung out in the art room.

"Hey, i Haven't Seen Lucas, he's usually greeting everyone, every year. Is he sick?" Sam pointed out.

Fang scoffed, "If he ain't here, i get to be Captain of the track team. Win!"

"Fang!" I hit him in the shoulder, "Thats rude!"

Mitch laughed, as the bell rang.

"Well Guys," I Said, "Time for Science."