Because Being Together Is Enough

3: "Aw! Jones seems in a shitty mood today."

Because Being Together Is Enough~3

Back to my daily routine, I got ready for school. Although, one thing was different. I had Mike in my life now. I saw him waiting for me at the end of the street. I hugged him and we both rode to school together. He kissed me goodbye and everyone at the school were jealous of my new-

"Anna Jean Jones!"

I jumped out of my bed and looked around frantically.

"What? What happened?" I yelled to no one in particular.

I literally rotated on my feet looking around and saw my very angry mother.

"Oh! Mom," I said, yawning. I didn't have a clue of what was coming next.

"You have five minutes," she said putting her hands on her hips.

"Five minutes?" I asked, confused.

"You have five minutes to get ready for school or I am going to drop you in your pajamas itself," she spoke slowly as if I had some listening disability and needed to lip-read.

"What?" I exclaimed, horror-struck.

"You heard," I groaned and ran to the bathroom.

4 minutes 90 seconds later, I found myself in my school dress. I looked myself, in the mirror- my hair looked horrible like a bird's devastated nest. I picked up the comb and heard my mom impatiently blowing the horn of her car. Seriously? I could go on my cycle, why did she have to drop me. To say that I was irritated was an understatement. She knew how much I hated that noise. I went to my window which was 4 steps away from my dressing table and I shouted, "I am coming, just give me a minute please!"

I think she pretended to not understand, she showed me her watch and pointed towards it as if saying that we were late already...

I got back to look myself in the mirror. I didn't care much about how I looked but from the last few days I was having awkward encounters with hot boys. Correction: Very hot boys.

I was not very good at selecting outfits, neither I was good at styling my hair and as a matter of fact I was late for the school today. Wait a second, why was I wasting my time here instead of doing something about my hair!

Well, as I said, I just managed to comb my hair a bit and ran down the stairs. I literally flew into the car and slammed the door shut.

"Let's go!" I said panting which earned me a glare from my mom. You won't want to see that glare, trust me.

On reaching the main road, I kept looking for Mike. I don't know why but I guess just one glance would make my day. Unfortunately, I was not fortunate enough, today. Ha!

The school parking lot was deserted which was not at all a good sign. It meant that the bell had rung and by now everyone would be thinking that I was absent. I waved my mother a good-bye and walked inside. Why did I walk and not run? Well, I am a kind of disobedient student for my all-time favorite physics teacher- Miss Potter. Yes, every Thursday, it was her period I had to bear with every morning and it was me, her all-time favorite student being late in her period. How lucky I am! Am I not? I laughed to myself, evilly. Didn't I know that how bad I was going to be treated in detention? Of course I did! And as I was already in detention, I didn't care! I reached the third floor almost dragging myself, the sweat was trickling down my face and I was panting as if I had just run in a marathon race. I didn't have much stamina, you see. I reached room no.324. I haulted to catch my breath. I put my hand over the door frame and strained my ears to hear what was going on inside. How strange I am, no? Instead of rushing inside, I stood there like an idiot. It's because I have developed a bad habit of making Miss Potter angry. I have got used to that glare. I was able to hear faint voices and I realised that Miss Potter was taking the attendance.