I wake up to the sound of my screeching alarm clock.
Groaning, I reach over and shut it off, forcing myself out of bed.
I drag myself to the bathroom, I take a quick shower, shaving the little stubble on my legs.
Getting out, I wrap a towel around my body and head back to my room.
First days of school of school never were exciting for me, the only thing you do it meet new people and look for new classes. its pretty boring if you ask me but I still like to make a good first impression.
Walking in my room I lay out the dress I picked out the night before and some flats.
Putting my clothes on I walk back to the bathroom to dry my hair. Tripping over one of my brother's toy Cars on the way "Mason! Mom said keep your toys in your room!" I swear that kid never listens.
Getting to the bathroom I plug in my hair dryer and take my make up out. Putting on a layer of mascara, I dry my hair and take out my hair straightener.
Straightening my hair I hear my mom yell from downstairs, "Skylar, your breakfast is ready!" "I'm coming!" finishing my hair, I run down the stairs.
" 'morning mom" i say, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Good morning sweetheart, ready for the first day of senior year?" she says handing my plate full of pancakes and eggs, I swear if I could marry food I would. "I guess" i stuff my face with the delicious food. "Well hurry up because you're gonna be late." Putting my plate in the sink, I grab my book bag, "bye mom, love you!" I walk out the door before I can get an answer.
Walking up to the too familiar school, I see all the groups. The jocks, Geeks, dancers, populars, the wallflowers also known as my group. "Skylar!" Lana yells running towards me. Her and I have been bestfriends since second grade. "Lana!" I yell wrapping my arms around her. "I've missed you" "I've missed you too." I look around for the others. "Where's Cassie, Carmen and Drake?" she rolls her eyes. "Carmen's trying to figure out her locker combo and Cassies sucking Drakes face off" she makes a gagging noise and I stiffle a laugh.
The bell rings signaling that it's time to go in. Heading to my locker I repeat my combination in my head '40, 24, 38' reaching locker 2061 I put the combination in putting all my stuff in then head to math. Math Has always been my favorite class.
Walking in the class room I see Drake sitting in a seat messing with a notebook. "Is this seat taken?" i ask smiling, pointing towards the seat. "Be my guest." he opens his arms wide. Laughing, I take a seat. "whatcha working on?" "Ah, nothin' just waiting for the teacher." and as if magic, the teacher walks in. By the name on the board I take it his name is Mr. Anferney.
He starts the class off by introducing himself, then asks students to do the same. "Do we have a Skylar Bradley here?" looking up I see he's searching the class. Raising my hand I respond. "Right here" he smiles at me, taking a seat in his chair. "Would you like to introduce yourself to the class?" sighing, I stand up. "Hi, uhm, My names Skylar Bradley. I'm 18 , I'm not really into sports and I like the color purple." after finishing I sit back down. 'well that couldn't be more awkward, yay! awkward times with Skylar!" I think as he calls on someone named Ryan. I guess he's new, who knows.
Finally when lunch comes, I meet up with My friends at the table we sit at all the time. When I reach the table they're already in a full blown conversation. Looking around I see Zayn Malik. Dear God I hate that kid, he's bullied me since the fourth grade and I don't even know why. "Skylar!" Carmen yelling at me breaks my thoughts. "Did you even hear me?" she looks annoyed. "I'm sorry, what?" "i asked are you coming with us tonight to see Harry Styles box?" "Who's that?" right when I said that I regret it. They all look at me wide eyed. "what!?" I swear this girl is going to burst my eardrums. "Harry Styles! The most hottest, best, greatest, famous boxers in the world, you don't know him!?" I just shake my head "oh, you're definitely coming tonight" Cassie says with a smirk. I just nod. Little did I know what was going to come out of going to a boxing match.
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Hey,
I don't know what to put.
I'm awkward.
comment if you like or not! xx
~Rhianna.
