Red desires (Jariana)

Chapter 1

I really wonder how can the other teenagers wake up without an alarmclock or without a crazy mum who could put up a concert just to get you off the bed. Going back to school is literally asphyxiating, not to mention irritable.  Why did you come back, dear old and hateable school? Life would be just better without you!

Bynow I had my own timezone, the night was the morning for me and the morning was the night, it was like I was living in the other side of the world. Going from going to sleep at 4am and waking up at the time of lunch to waking up at 7am wasn't in my plans. I wasn't ready for all of this: days without tv shows, my death wish that becomes stronger, new teen drama. No. I've been so good in my own little nerd burrow aka bedroom. But I had to say goodbye to comfort....

"No! I knew you would have been unfaithful.. I don't believe you... no..." I muttered as I tossed in my bed with eyes closed. Someone was shaking my shoulders, making me open my eyes. I dreamed again of being in an episode of The Verdict with Shawn Mendes and the Fifth Harmony girls.... stupid mama's hot chocolate!

"Have you finished dreaming about Shawn Mendes? Too much tv makes you think bad things!" my sister said looking at me with an intimidating smirk. I looked back at her blushing embarassed, it wasn't the first time I dreamed about Shawn... I once screamed a moan and my mum wanted to take my phone for a month... the common full-time christian.

I pulled the curtains away leaning the feet on the hot floor, I streched giving away a yawn and then I sat on the bed again, wondering if it was really worth it. I looked at my white iPhone's screen that suddenly lit up showing Liz's FaceTime call, the insane bitch was already at school. "Hey Liz! Why so on time?" I asked yawning again. Liz was the exact opposite of me, I looked so full of colors while she always dressed up with dark clothes that suited her black and blue hair. But she was just amazing!

"On time? The gates will open in 5 minutes and you're still in bed!" she replied with her usual scary tone. Yeah, Liz was one of those girls who scary people...

I widened my eyes throwing my phone away, running to my desk where a pile of clothes was waiting for me. I took a high waist blue jeans and a black short-sleeved crop top, also the underwear and I ran into the bathroom. I washed up and got dressed up in a second, then I started my makeup: to make no mistake I decided not to use the eyeliner and for the eyes I only used a black eyepencil in the inside of em, featuring the brown color of my eyes, then I added some mascara. For the lips I used a bordeaux mat lip pencil, finishing my simple makeup. I brushed my hair and once I was done, I went to wear my converse. I stared at myself in the mirror.... OH GOD, I WAS SO SHORT.

I grabbed my bag then I ran downstairs. "Goodmorning family, I'm late so I skip breakfast, see y'all!" I screamed as I slunk away, without letting any of them say anything. I got in the little convertible my uncle Jackson gave to me and my daughter and started the car, driving to the Juliard High School.

Once I got there, it was missing exactly two minutes before the classes would start, I parked the car in the car park then I went to find my friends in the crowd. "Oh, there you are redhead!" the unforgettable voice of Liz caught my attention and I turned to my right, getting close to my squad.

"Hey guys!" I made a general greeting, my voice still sleepy. It was hard for me waking up mentally until 12am. I noticed that Dylan was there and all he could do was telling me a dry 'Hi'. Dylan was a member of my squad, I used to have a crush on him for two damn years but obviously he didn't like me back. He knew it and it used to embarass me at first - a lot, but not anymore, I mean I think I don't have a crush on him anymore... we didn't talk or meet all summer after all!

Tyler gave him a nudge on his shoulder, telling him something that was probably about me since Dylan turned around to look at me, but I tried to make it seem like I wasn't looking at them.