Beep! Beep! Beep!
My alarm clock blares. I slam the off button and pull myself out of bed.
First day of school! I think to myself... Don't fuck up.
I groggily trudge to my closet and pull off my baby blue t-shirt, and my red flannel sweatpants. I clutch on to a baggy, thick, grey sweater and slide it over my head. I grab a pair of Lululemon leggings out of my dresser and pull it over my pink thongs.
Suddenly, a sneeze comes from behind my bedroom door.
I swing open the door, and my 8 year old brother Jimmy stands there, kneeling with his eye where the keyhole was.
"What the fuck Jimmy! Stop being a creep! I'm telling mom!" I scream.
"Then I'll tell mom you said a naughty word," he sputters.
"Does it look like I give a shit? MOM!!! JIMMY'S BEING A PERV AGAIN!!!!" I shout.
"Jimmy! Get your ass up here now!" my mom's voice echoes through the house.
Jimmy gives me a dirty look and stomps up the stairs to my mom.
I clutch the handle of my black Nike backpack and sling it over my shoulder. I immediately throw it to the floor when I approach the bathroom. I brush through my long brown, shiny hair and apply my cover girl mascara.
I grab my backpack and drag it behind me as I match up the two flight of stairs till the kitchen.
I grab a banana off the counter and head out the front door.
"Bye mom!! See you after school!!" I yell.
"Bye baby! love you!" she coos back as I slam the door shut, and jump in my dark blue jeep.
"Junior year. Let's hope this goes better than last year," I mutter under by breath as I recall all of the drama that happened in my group of friends.
I pull out of the drive way and head down the road.
After 2 minutes of silent driving, I pull into the parking lot of Leaside high school.
I find a front row spot to park and hop out of the car, with my backpack slung over one shoulder.
I rush in and find my locker, and twist the combo.
12-45-26
The locker pops open and I shove everything I don't need inside.
Bang! I slam the locker shut, and rush off to first period. Chemistry.
