"Beep...beep...beep" the alarm clock rang in my ears. Awakening me from my deep slumber. "Grrghhbsn" un-humanly sounds escaped my mouth. I hate Mondays, I thought to myself as I slammed the clock's snooze button. I rolled out of bed while almost falling face flat to the ground and lumbered my way over to the bathroom.
I brushed, cleaned, scrubbed and finally, dressed into my usual everyday school outfit which consisted of a hoodie and a pair of skinny jeans. Simple and casual. My go to.
I made my way downstairs and as usual nobody was awake yet, mum was probably still sleeping, dead tired from her enervating job. I grabbed a rotting apple from the casket in the kitchen and made my way over to the car that was waiting outside my house.
"Hey branny" I teased when I entered the car. "Oh god, really, after all these years you're still going to call me that?" He groaned. "Yup, and for a couple more" I grinned. "Fine Mrs. Blueberry" he retorted smirking. Ugh, he knew I hated it when people called me by my last name. Like imagine having a heated argument and the person being like "Kayla Blueberry! How dare you eat the last slice of pizza" No one would be able to take you serious. "I hate you" I uttered. "Hate you too" he replied grinning.
"So I heard there's gonna be a new girl in school today" Brandon remarked. "I hope she's not going to be like the others" Basically the definition for the girls in my school would be filthy. They dressed like sluts and acted like one. I would have transferred long ago if it hadn't been for Brandon and Clarrisa. Clarrisa had been the only decent girl in my school. Though Brandon was my best friend, it was nice having a girl to talk to every once in a while. "Yeah hopefully."
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Sorry this chapter's so short. Just wanted quickly release a chapter and not keep anyone waiting.
