Senior Year

Chapter One

Rose's POV:

I opened my eyes to the sound of my alarm going off. The loud "BEEP BEEP BEEP", noise was seriously going to give me a headache. What time was it anyways? I rolled onto my side and looked over at my digital alarm clock, the bright red numbers standing out in the dark room. Six in the morning. Great. Most teenagers wouldn't wake up this early, and they'd roll out of bed like right before they had to leave. But I'm not most teenagers. I need to always be up early, so that way I have time to eat a really good breakfast and make sure that I don't forget anything for school. It's senior year, and this year was going to be great. Besides, if I wanted to get into a good college I had to always make sure I was prepared for class and on time to school, every day. I sat up in my bed and uncovered. I put my feet over the side of the bed and stood up, making my way over to the light switch. I flicked it on and shielded my eyes, trying so hard not to get blinded by it's brightness. I looked around at my neat and tidy room. It was a good size room, with purple and white walls and a very fuzzy carpet under my feet. I had a large white desk in the corner of the room with a computer sitting on it. That's where all of my schoolwork was done. My room was always insanely clean because I was always good about keeping it that way. Well, except for right now, where my bed is currently a total disaster. I quickly walked over to it and made it because I've always thought it's the right thing to do. Again, I'm not most teenagers. Once my bed was made I walked over to my walk in closet and opened the door. I had no clue what I was going to wear today. Of course I wanted to look nice, but even nice clothes can't make me look good. I finally decided on a light pair of jeans, a blue top, a black blazer, and a simple pair of black ballet flats. I quickly changed and hurried to the bathroom, trying not to take forever to get ready. I ran a brush through my slightly wavy hair and then I threw on some eyeliner and mascara. I never went too crazy with the makeup, I liked to keep it simple. Once I was done in the bathroom, I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, where my parents were making breakfast. My mom was wearing her light pink scrubs and my dad was in a crisp black suit. Both of my parents have jobs. My mom works as a nurse at a doctors office a few towns over, and my dad works in an office. I'm not entirely positive what he does, he never really likes to talk about it. I sat down at the table and both my parents greeted me from where they were at the stove.

"Good morning Rose!" They both said together. "Jinx!" They both said, laughing. My parents were too funny sometimes. I smiled. I glanced over at the stove and saw they were making pancakes, which were always my favorite. My dad looked over at me.

"Hey Rose, watch this!" He said excitedly. He lifted the pan and tried to flip the pancake, which somehow had ended up on the floor. He frowned. "I'll get it eventually." He bent over and picked up the pancake from the floor and threw it in the trash. I laughed.

"At least we have plenty extra." My mom said to us. She plated all of the pancakes and brought them to the table, along with the butter and syrup. We all sat down at the table together and started to eat. "So, what's on everyone's agenda for today? I'm not doing anything special today. I'm just going to work in a bit and then after that I'll be doing this weeks grocery shopping." I swallowed my pancake and spoke up.

"Well, currently I'm in the process of working on all of my college applications. I'm super nervous that I won't get in but that seems impossible because I'm always a high honor student and I haven't been absent one day this school year. I can't want to go to college and major in English teaching! As far as the day goes there's nothing super interesting going on. I'm meeting Matt at school this morning and after school I might go study for the calculus test that's coming up this week with Matt." I took another bite of my pancakes and set the fork down next to my plate. My parents both looked at me and smiled. Clearly they both had total faith in me that I would get into college, as long as I don't do anything stupid to mess that up. My dad cleared his throat and spoke up.