The sound of my alarm went off as I slapped around to find my phone to turn it off. I found it and turned on the power button, I got blinded by the brightness of my iPhone 6. I groaned, rolling flat on my back.
After a few minutes of composing myself and actually waking up, I stood up from my bed and got my clothes out for the day.
It was Thursday. I never really liked Thursday's and plus I have to stay back after school to tutor someone.
I'm pretty smart in school, most teachers love me.
I pull open my drawer and almost stumble over because of how tired I was.
I pull out a grey sweatshirt and dark blue ripped jeans. I throw it all on as I grab my white shoes.
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Finally ready I grab my black purse that I use for school. Classy I know.
I got to school and began greeting everyone that I saw and know. I walk over to my locker and grab any books I need for first period.
The morning was starting off pretty well.
Then, the MVP jock of the basketball team, Jack Johnson walked past with his best friend, also good player on the team, Jack Gilinsky.
They both looked my way and Jack Johnson looked over at Jack Gilinsky and he nodded his head.
What does that mean though? Probably nothing.
I've actually like Jack Johnson all year. I really like him, a lot. He never really acknowledges my existence though.
I sighed to myself knowing he would never like someone like me but yet everything about him was perfect. The way his blonde hair was always messy but swept to the side, how his blue eyes glistened when anyone mentioned anything about basketball, and even the way he walked with pride in the school hallways. He always seemed so confident.
The bell rung and I was off to my first period class. I sat pretty much in the middle of the classroom. If you sat in the back your shy but if sit in the front your stuck up and a teachers pet. Right in the middle your pretty good.
Although I personally don't like labels, I don't really mind the good ones. You want to be known for your good traits, not your flaws, and everyone has flaws.
{ skip to the end of the day }
After a long day of school, I walked back to my locker putting my math books away and grabbing out my english books, because that's what I'm tutoring today.
I practically ran down to the library because I was too busy checking my Twitter to realize my session started in two minutes and I had to get up a flight of stairs and a hallway; and still have to set up.
