S H A T T E R E D

I wake up to the sound of my obnoxious alarm and shut it off before I scream in annoyance. 6:20. 6:20, the clock reads on my phone. I need to get ready but I'm so tired and it's so cold. I stay in my warm bed for what feels like a second but is actually ten minutes.

I practically leap out of the bed realizing how much time I've just waisted. School starts in an hour and I want to find good parking so I try my best to get ready quickly. I throw on a simple deep purple v-neck with light wash jeans a gray scarf and black boots. I head to the bathroom to brush my hair and teeth. Makeup from last night lays beneath my eyes. I look terrifying almost panda like? I chuckle at my stupidity and whisper to myself how glad I am no one saw me this morning. The house is extremely quiet, I assume everyone has left to work or school already. I finish getting ready, put my hair in a bun and head to the door.

Realizing I don't have my books or keys I run frantic around the house looking for all the necessities of the day. Once I'm positive I've gotten everything I need, I shove it all in my bag and make my way to the door. Again. I walk out locking the door behind me and cool air hits my face. I run to the car and turn it on. I can feel that my nose must be bright red, I check in the mirror to assure myself and it is.

As I drive myself to school flashbacks of last night replay in my mind. All I can seem to remember is my mother yelling at me in frustration and I left the house, with my eyes full of tears. It's was cold, so cold. Bone chilling really. I'm shocked I haven't gotten sick from it. I got back home around midnight, and I have no idea where I went or what I did all night. I can't even seem to remember why my mom was so angry. It's a blur and I'm almost glad it is.

I whip my head out of the flashbacks before I turn onto the street leading directly to my school. I open the doors and walk straight to my locker. I keep my head down because I really want to avoid drawing attention to my clearly tired face. I'm emotionally and physically drained I just want to make it through today. I can finally breathe when I get to my locker. I let out at sigh and put some things away. The five minute bell rings for class and I make my way up the stairs and through the crowded hall way.

I get to my class early, really early and put my head down while I wait for the class to fill. It's not until the teacher calls for attendance that I realize class has begun. "Lily" my teacher says so sweetly, I find it fake. "Here!" I shout releasing annoyance I meant to keep to myself. Shortly after everyone's names are called Ms. Moorly gives a lecture on Ancient Greece. I somehow manage to take notes, not paying attention to anything she has to say.

The rest of the day is long and I keep to myself. I eat lunch in my car and don't talk to anyone. At 3:30 the bell rings and I'm in relief, but I quickly realize that I still haven't spoke to my mom; after last night, I know she won't drop it till she yells at me and manages to lower my self-esteem as usual. Thinking of the inevitable scares me, so I leave school and get coffee before going home.

I arrive to my favorite coffee shop and wait in line. I decide on getting my usual order but making it a large instead of a medium. "5.57" says the man behind the register. I reach into my bag fiddling with my things in search for my wallet and I hear the man say "Here you go ma'am, have a nice day!"

Confused I reply "But I haven't pa-" I'm cut off when he points behind, I turn around to see Harry. He goes to my school I don't know much about him, but I do know all the girls love him. I've never talked to him but something tells me he isn't a nice guy, he's much too confident. I catch my self staring and manage to say "uh. Thank you." He quickly responds "Yeah no problem, I just saw you-" "I gotta go but thanks again" I walk out of the shop.