Wow

Four

As soon as I get to history, I feel a bit relieved. I absolutely love history. It's my second favorite subject, biology barely beating it.

I walk into the classroom and sit down at and empty desk. Mr. Jay the teacher of this class. I lay my head down on the desk. Oh well.. I have about five minutes before class is supposed to start. Enough time to nap a little.

I wake to a sharp kick in my leg. My head jolts up immediately.

"Ouch.." I say and rub my leg. I look around for the person who done it. My eyes land on a pair of green ones. Jace.

"What the heck, dude?" I whisper.

He doesn't respond and just looks ahead. I turn back around to see Mr. Jay glaring at me.

Uh... whoops?

"Ms. Caster, sorry if my class is boring you," he says in an annoyed tone.

"Uh.. it's okay..?" my statement comes out more as a question.

I hear Jace snort.

Mr. Jay sighs and says, "Since you're new here, Ms. Caster, I'll refrain from giving you detention. But the next time you do it, you will get it."

"Yes, sir."

"Well then, now where was I.." he says and continues with his lesson.

Great Lylah. You got in trouble on your first day. I run my fingers through my hair and try to pay attention. I should probably thank Jace for waking me up. If he hadn't.. well things could've gotten a lot worse.

Sooner than it feels the bell rings. Thank God this class is over. I gather my things and look over to see Jace gone. Shoot. I guess I'll have to thank him later then.

I walk out of the class and continue doing what I've done all day, trying to find my class.

It takes me longer to find it then I thought. It's in Ms. Foster's room. Study hall. Time for more sleep!

I get in room and greet the young teacher. She has a big smile and is really nice. She's probably my favorite teacher by far.

I find a seat for the millionth time and lay my head down again. I have one hour of the period and I'm wasting it on sleep.

Sounds great.

The bells rings and soon after, I fall asleep.

I wake up to someone shaking my shoulder. Jace..?

I look up to see Ms. Foster.

"Time for next period, Lylah," she says in a soft voice.

I groan, "Okay."

I get up and attempt to walk. I have pins and needles in my foot. I absolutely hate when this happens.

Last class. ONE MORE CLASS AND THEN I CAN LEAVE. YES.

I do a happy dance and almost skip to my next class. Art.

As soon as I get there, I notice the teacher is at her desk.. asleep? I guess I'm not the only one about to fall into a deep slumber.

I look around and surprise, surprise. Jace is here. Along with Harper! Unfortunately for me, Harper is sitting at a full table talking.

I probably shouldn't barge in. I'll sit alone. I see an empty table in the back and walk over there quickly. I go through the routine of putting my stuff away, but leaving out a pencil and paper.

While I was sitting down, I noticed that the chalkboard said to draw a thing in nature. Hmm...

Should I draw a forest? No.. Meadow? No.. Oh okay I think I'll draw a pond with lilypads and a frog. I start to work on it right away.

Time passes by quickly, and the bell rings. I finished my drawing, and to be honest, it looks pretty good.

I gather my stuff and walk out. Art class is on the second floor, so I wall down the stairs to the first. I got pushed around and tugged at again on the way there.

I swear these people need to chill with the rudeness. This is unexceptable.

I finally make it to my locker with a few bruises. I put in my combination and hurry to grab my stuff that I need for my homework. Once I'm done, I slam it shut and run forwards the exit.

I run all the way from the school to my car. I just want this day to be over. I unlock the car and jump in. I look at the backseats and thank God there isn't grafiti there this time. The people may be rude, but they as least have some respect. I look in the rearview mirror and see no one's coming and back out.

When I'm completely out of the space, I drive towards the middle school to get my little brother.

Two minutes later, I'm there... watching Cole make out with a random girl.

Well.

I honk the horn at them. The girl shrieks and Cole jumps back. He looks forwards the sound and glares when he sees me.

He waves his hand at the girl with a smile and get in the car. He replaces his smile with a scowl.

Yep, I'm gonna get it.

I drive away from the school. On the way home, I turn up he volume, this time "Mr. Brightside" by The Killers are playing.

Cole yells, "TURN THIS FILTH OFF, LYLAH!"

I ignore him and continue driving. Cole turns the CD off. This time I don't try to stop him. I semi want to get him even angrier but.. I don't feel like keeping an eye open while I sleep tonight.

Ten minutes later, we're at home. As soon as I stop the car, Cole jumps out and storms toward the house. Oh no.

I didn't think he'd get this mad.. I guess it wasn't a fling the time?

I take some time going into the house. He needs to cool off a little, and if he sees my face I'm going to get more trouble.

It's really fun making him mad.. until he gets furious. That's when he plots his revenge pranks. Let's just say his pranks aren't that harmful but still are. Example one, my hair. It was brown, but he put purple dye into my shampoo bottle. Ever since that day, it's been this way.

I walk into the kitchen to make some food. Mom usually works late so we have to fix food for ourselves. Cole know how to cook something already so he should be good. I decide to fix ramen noodles. I mean, that's basically all I can cook besides toast.

I get a pot out and wait for the water to boil. When it does I put the noodles in stirring ocasionally. After three minutes, I drain them, because I'm weird, and put the noodles in a bowl. Then I put the flavoring in with some milk.

God, I sound like a real chef!!! Note the sarcasm.

I bring my bowl of noodles with me to the living room and turn the TV on to watch AHS. I eat all my food and continue watching it until I finished the first season. My heart breaks for Tate and Violet. I feel the ship sinking quickly.

I get up to put my bowl in the sink and put some water in it. I decide to do my homework, so I go upstairs to my room, passing Cole on the way. He's still silent. Oh well. I'll fix things tomorrow.

I go up to my room and lock the door. I dont want Cole to get in. Then I place all my homework on my bed and get out my ipod and listen to Fall Out Boy.

An hour later, I finish and get ready for bed. When I'm done, I yell goodnight to Cole, not caring if he hears or ignores it, and jump into bed, turing the light off on the way. As soon as I get into bed I fall into a deep slumber.