“Ever wake up!” Someone yelled in my ear.
I fling my arms and sat straight up. “What the fuck was that for?” I screamed at James.
“Well its time to go to school.” He replied tying his tie.
I rolled my eyes and laid back down, “Never wake me up again.” I replied with clenched teeth. I sighed and rolled out of bed. “What time does school start?” I asked.
“Five minutes.” He replied calmly in his sweet British accent that didn’t match him crappy personality.
“Five minutes!” I yelled, my eyes widening. He shook his head and walked in the bathroom. I stared daggers at him.
I guess that he woke me up late so I would be late. I hate him. I saw his shoes at the end of the bed. I viciously smiled. I lightly jumped to the other end of the bed. I took both shoes in head.
I have to think fast. Wait James is vain. He would be late just to admire himself in his breakfast bowl.
I took the right shoe and threw it out the window. I landed in the pool. I took the other shoe and quickly threw it in my nightstand drawer.
James was coming out the bathroom. I yawned, like I just got up.
“Where’s my shoes?” James looked confused at the end of the bed.
“I don’t know. Maybe the bed ate them.” I was being sarcastic of course. I walked in the bathroom and winked back at him.
I brushed my teeth while I waited for the water to get warm. Of course being stupid me, I forgot to lock the door. I got undressed and stepped inside the bathtub. Letting the water fall on my face.
I thought I heard footsteps. I convinced myself I was mistaken. I then heard a flush. The water suddenly became freezing cold.
“Fuck!” I yelled. I turned off the water and grabbed a towel on the rack by the shower.
“That’s what you get bitch!” James yelled back at me. I got out the shower with the towel raped around my body.
“Well maybe you shouldn’t have woken me up late.” I suggested.
“Well maybe you shouldn’t have hid my shoes, bitch.” He replied, taking a step closer to me.
“If only you hadn’t of ruined my life, dick.”
“You have a comment for everything, don’t you?” He asked.
“Yes I do. Its your turn.” within our conversation we walked closer and closer. We were now practically touching noses. It disgusted me.
He tugged at my towel. His arm went around my waist. “I bet you look pretty hot under that towel.” He winked at me. Even if I shouldn’t like him. Even if I was basically programmed to hate him, I slightly fell for it.
“I bet you don’t.” I replied. His jaw slightly hung open. I smiled. I guess I won, again.
When I walked passed him I touched his hair. I walked to my closet. I put on my undergarments. I looked to my left and found my school uniform. I quickly put on the blue and green shirt and small skirt. I put the sweater over it.
Satisfied with my hair I left the closet. I didn’t see James. There was a note on the bed.
I started to read it in the horrible scribbled hand writing,
‘Left for school without you. You have to find your own way now, bitch. When you exit the house take a left keep straight and when you see Northwood Academy, your there.
