5:00 Runs

Chapter One

Sometimes I wish you could start over. I wish you could go back and fix the mistakes you have made in the past. People always say that I have a perfect life, a perfect family, and perfect looks, perfect everything. But what people need to learn is that they can't judge you if they don't know what you're going through.

I'm 5'0 tall and I'm in twelfth grade. I have a heart shaped face, medium sized chocolate brown eyes and ombre hair. Everyone says that just because I'm a pretty I'm perfect, which totally isn't true.

School is easy for me, at my old school, Valcow High I was known as the smart kid. But I got sick of people wanting to be my "friend" just because they wanted me to do their homework, so I moved. I'm going to Oakwood School now it's supposed to be an advanced school. In order to get into Oakwood you have to have at least a 4.0 GPA.

I'm nervous because I hate being the new kid. It's currently 5:10 in the morning and I'm already 10 minutes late. For some reason I'm always late for everything, it doesn't even matter what time I wake up anymore.

As I drag myself out of bed I put my hair up into a pony tail and change into my Lulu lemon sports bra, leggings, and my Nike running shoes and then I'm ready to go. I don't get why people wear makeup to go running like who are you trying to impress the ground?! I mean just think about it your just going to sweat it all off.

I run down the stairs two by two occasionally falling and grab a water bottle from the fridge while attempting to close the door quietly behind me, not wanting to wake my parents up and Brett, Alex, and Conner.

Yep you heard me right I have three brothers. Brett is the oldest out of all of us he's 18 and is a complete player. He has blue eyes and blonde hair. Then there's Alex who's 17 and is my twin and has brown hair. Then there's Conner who's 15 and has really blue eyes.

There all single and all overprotective except for Brett he never really gave a shit about me. I don't think we have ever even had a decent conversation.

Our parents' names are Kathy and James people say they look perfect (ugh that word again) together with my mom's blonde hair and my dad's blondish-brown hair, even I have to admit they do like good together.

Our family isn't super rich but we also aren't poor, we have to work for things in life. They don't give me money when I want something I have to pay for it I want to get it. I wish I was one of those girls who just got a check from my "daddy" all the time.

I walked passed our house and made my way to our spot. It's a special place between me and Blake. We both like to read a lot so when we were little we use to sit by the bench next to the tree and read books to each other.

"You ready to go", I heard Blake say out of nowhere. "Yea," I said. As we started to pick up the speed he started to stare at me. Not in like a creepy way like an old guy in McDonald's trying to "give you a ride home" but in a concerned way."Uh Blake can you stop staring at me?" I said since it started to make me uncomfortable."S-sorry,"he stuttered, "I was just thinking you seem tense, you know you could always talk to me about anything right?" "Yea I know ", I replied while picking up my speed even more, "it's just Kevin keeps trying to text me."Still I thought I already kicked his ass?" He said angrily, while clenching his hands. "Blake calm down, I shouldn't have even told you just forget I said anything". "No J you have to start telling me things I hate it when you keep things from me!" "I hate seeing you hurt and I know that asshole is trying to wiggle his way into your heart again come on J don't fall for it again." Then he just stormed off and ran the opposite direction. Whatever happened it was so fast I could barely process what was going on. Well I guess our run together is over I thought to myself while walking back home.

It was now around 6 so I decided I needed to take a shower, since I smell horrible. I scrubbed my hair with coconut shampoo and conditioner, then after I shaved I put on my Vanilla lotion. After that I dried myself off by wrapping my waist length hair, and body into a warm towel. Around this time my brothers are usually still sleeping and my parents always leave for work some time when I'm in a shower.

I decide since it's the first day of school today I'm going to wear my medium wash skinny jeans from Abercrombie, my army jacket and a plain white T shirt with a pair of my brown combat boots.

I make my way to the front door and grab my backpack but before I leave Alex stops me, "Have a good day at school don't get into too much trouble this time," he said while slamming the door in my face. Wow aren't older brothers amazing.

I grab an orange off the counter table and shut the front door behind me. Blake pulls up into our driveway and I hop into his new car. It's nothing fancy just a black civic. Hopefully today goes well.