I shut my alarm off as I began to finally regain awareness to my surroundings.
Second day.
I sigh lightly as I sit up on my bed, stretching my arms out. A yawn escapes my lips as I stretch.
I finally plant my feet on the floor. Stepping to my closet full of my clothing.
I pull out a baby blue t-shirt with a white logo on the left side. I then quickly rummage through my drawers to find a pair of black jeans that I just decide to wear.
I slip on my clothing, make my way to the bathroom and perform my usual morning routine of washing my face and teeth, putting my hair in a ponytail or bun and applying light makeup to my face.
As I make my way downstairs, I am greeted by the sweet smell of maple syrup atop of a stack of pancakes.
A whiff of it makes me smile as I am about to eat my favourite breakfast.
"Good morning" my mother greets me as she scrambles around the kitchen to get her cup of coffee perfect.
She is such a perfectionist and that's exactly where I get the mental characteristic from.
"Morning" I say to her as I take a seat beside my younger brother at the large glass table that is in front of an area of windows, viewing the backyard where our puppy runs around.
I grab a pancake from the stack sitting in front of me and pile some fruit and maple syrup on top of it.
My mother grabs her cup of coffee "Don't forget to drive your brother to school, Faith" My mother reminds me for the fifth time since last night.
"I won't" I remind her and she nods frantically. "And I'm off" she fixes her hair before bending down to kiss my brother and I on the cheek.
"And Tyler, don't give your sister a hard time" My mother mumbles to him "I'll try not to" he says genuinely, that's a first.
"Have a good day" She calls out before running to the door in her inching heels and shutting the front door closed.
I pick up my book from the table and begin reading where I had left off last night before I dozed off.
I eventually finish eating my plate but I don't want to move, this book is too interesting.
"Let's go" my brother tells me "Or I'm going to be late" he huffs.
"Since when did you care about being late?" I look up from my book "Since mom threatened to get me the undies and socks instead of a new console for Christmas this year"
I almost augh at his reasoning but end up getting out of my chair and to my car in minutes since I will be late as well.
I drive through the busy streets of Brooklyn trying to get my brother and myself to school.
I make it to school earlier than I thought I would. I shut off my car and begin to gather my belongings from the backseat.
I step out of the car once I have all the essentials and begin to walk on the pathway that's leads me to the front of the school.
During the short walk, I pass by a group of people, smoking cigarettes as usual. I hold my breath for the four seconds I pass by them and allow my self to breath in and out properly as I inch away farther and father from them.
I really despise the smell of cigarettes. I feel suffocated and disgusted by it when it is around me.
I don't mind people doing it, they can do what they want but the smell is utterly disgusting.
I'm not sure how they handle it.
12:34 PM
I slide into one of the seats at the empty table in the crowded cafeteria. I sit alone, reading as I wait for my friends to come through the doors.
I watch the doors but mostly I watch the words in my book. As I read each each one, taking in the meaning and purpose of every word.
"Hello, faith" I hear a voice say from above me and I pretty much force my eyes off the book.
I almost instantly look back to it but I don't, not wanting to seem intimidated and weak. Especially towards him.
"What do you want?" I mutter at the golden haired boy, Ashton.
One of the most popular jocks of the school. He's an irritating boy who has been blessed with good looks and charm.
"Just interested in that book" he shrugs as if he's innocent but all he wants to do is tease me. His friends right behind him as he slips in the seat beside me.
"Of course you are" My eyes are drawn back to my book as I don't want to put up with him.
In a matter of a few seconds, a book isn't filling my hands anymore and is being thrown around by Ashton and his also very annoying friends.
"Give it back!" I frown and attempt to grab it but it is being thrown too high for my reach.
"But we just want to play" Ashton smirks as he knows he is bothering me as he has been for three years of my life.
"Ashton! I'm serious" I almost yell, causing almost all the eyes in the cafeteria to be on us.
Ashton grabs it and holds it in his large hands. He pulls a guilty expression on his face. "I'm sorry, you you want to back?" He asks and I nod as I calm down from wasting my voice on him.
He holds it out but I try to reach for it, it is held high above his head. He knows I can't get it.
"Just give it back! Why do you have to be so annoying?" frustration laced in my voice "Aw, is that all you got to say?" Ashton smirks and I hear him mutter something along the lines of "Pathetic"
The book is then snatched from Ashton's high reach "You're such a dick, mate. Just leave her alone" A tall blonde boy with a lip ring hands me my book back.
"Thank you" I say, looking down at my feet shyly as he attempts to make eye contact.
"Oh Luke, coming to save the day once again" Ashton shakes his head "I wouldn't had to 'save the day' if you weren't such a dick, now leave this poor girl alone"
Ashton just laughs and walks away with his 'crew' as the boy, Luke, which I had already known looked at me.
"You didn't have to do that" I say continuing to look down at my feet, I'm very shy when it comes to new people.
He looks a bit annoyed "A thank you would be greatly appreciated"
Asshole, exactly the same as the rest.
I furrow my eyebrows, alright then. I don't say a word and he just moves around me and walks to the table with all the jocks and 'cool' girls.
I sigh heavily and sit back at my seat.
194 days and it will be all over and I will be away from these deranged people.
