All That Matters | JB (EDITING)

Chapter 2

Acacia's P.O.V

••••That Night••••

"Mom!" I groaned. We were about to have a big issue.
"Yes sweetie?" my mom responded in her tiny petite voice.
"Did you wash my clothes that I had in my hamper for tomorrow?" I asked impatiently. I know, I know. I'm 17 years old and yet I still don't wash my clothes. Don't get my wrong, I know how got work the washer and dryer like the back of my hand. But, what can I say? My mom babied for so long so I took advantage of it. She loves to do practically everything for me, and while I know how to do all of it, I'll let her spoil me just a little longer until I move out and get out into the real world all on my own.

"Yeah hun there upstairs in your room." she laughed at how worried I was. The mini panic attack that was rising in my chest decreased as I realized I finally had everything prepared for the morning.

"Okay thank you, Love you. Goodnight mom." I gave her a meaningful kiss on her cheek and carefully went upstairs to my room where my freshly folded clothes awaited on top of my bed for me.

"Love you too sweetie, goodnight." Her voice echoed as I was already upstairs and she was entering the living room carrying a basket of more laundry to fold.

I ran up the stairs, down the hallway and into my bedroom. I looked on my bed and all my clothes were there perfectly folded. I mentally thanked my mom and started to put the neatly folded clothes into the appropriate drawers. Once that was finished. I walked over to my closet. I opened the doors and even though I already had a good idea of what I was going to wear tomorrow, I still questioned if the outfit I had in mind would be good enough for the first day. Don't get me wrong, I really didn't care what I looked like but hey you know what they say, when you look good you feel even better. As I browsed through the clothes, I pulled out a cute white quarter sleeve dress with flowers all over it. The weather outside was still pretty hot so full long sleeves wouldn't be appropriate. I looked at my shoe rack and decided on what shoes I wanted to wear and finally picked some cute booties with a chunky heel. After I set my clothes up, I headed towards my jewelry and decided on a small necklace as well as my rings and bracelets. Damn I was gonna look good and feel even better tomorrow.

Just because I don't have a lot of friends doesn't mean I can't spice it up and have a little fashion in my life.

I put all of my things for tomorrow into a neat order and changed into some sweatpants and a tank top. I put my hair into a messy bun and looked at myself in the mirror.

The shower I took earlier would make my hair acceptable for the morning so I would just take a quick one in the morning. I yawned and looked at my clock.

10:30. Typical me going to sleep so early. Everyone was up probably partying down the street while I laid in bed contemplating on just how either good or bad tomorrow was going to go. I always had first day butterflies. It was inevitable. I had no reason what so ever to be nervous but I just had a small feeling that this year was going to be completely different. I mean sure I looked a little different and I may or may not have stepped my wardrobe up a bit, but I was still the same old Acacia. Barely and social life and always buried in my books. Something just told me that things were going to get shaken up a bit this year.

I turned off my lights and climbed into bed and plugged my phone up. Within 15 minutes I was in a deep, well needed sleep.

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-Next Morning-

I woke up to my alarm clock blaring. I groaned as I fiddled with my phone finally getting it to unlock.

I shut my alarm off and got up. I grabbed my towel off the back of my door and headed into the the heavily decorated spunky bathroom connected to my room. I loved that I had my own bathroom. I was such a neat person so it always without a doubt stayed clean. I never had to worry about anyone else trying to mess it up. I had cute decorations as well. Fuzzy little bath mats, pictures on the walls, accessories for the typical bathroom items. Definitely looked like something straight out of Pinterest.

Once I stepped in and washed my body and quickly shaved my legs. Even though no ones gonna be touching them I'm sure as hell gonna make sure they're nice, smooth, and presentable. My mom says my legs are my best feature. They're long and usually tan and set off my whole body in just the right way. I turned the shower knobs off and hopped out, drying off and wrapped my towel around me. I grabbed my curling iron from its place and plugged it in, setting it on the counter.

As I brushed my teeth while i waited for the curling wand to heat up, I thought about what type of curls I wanted. Did I want bouncy or natural and flowy? After I thought about it, I decided on natural look. I could do some loose curls and carefully comb them out and fluff it once I was done. It took me ten minutes and my hair was done. I grabbed my makeup bag and took out some necessities. Some concealer. A light nude lipstick, my eyeshadow pallete, some highlighter and my brushes. I applied natural looking makeup and put everything back in its place before I walked into my room and I dropped my towel and put on my panties and bra. I quickly put on my clothes and shoes and looked in the mirror. This look would have to do.

Once I got downstairs my lovely mother threw me a breakfast bar and a water bottle then I was on my way out the door.

••••15 minutes later••••

I pulled into the school parking lot and the sight I saw was horrific. Justin Bieber and all of his tag alongs standing in the only free parking spot closest to the school. I was determined to get the spot. I was not walking from the back of the parking lot in these chunky heels.

I honked my horn and they all turned around. They all awkwardly coughed so I rolled down my window.

"Hi, yes can you pleas like, move it." which was said in a not so nice attitude. Rest assured, I had a big bright smile on my face. Definitely sarcastic as hell. Typical me. Probably why I don't have many friends considering I'm not the nicest at times. Well I'm not nice when it comes to Justin Bieber. His brain as well as his friends are probably around the size of a pea combined so I'm almost positive they didn't pick up on the sarcasm.

"who do you think your talking to?" Justin spat back with a harsh tone. "I'm sorry? You're Justin Bieber right?I know who im talking to. Now move so I can park" I increased the pitch in my voice slightly. I honked the horn once so they would get the hint.

"Where the hell are your manners at?" Justin said as he in ailed his cigarette and blew the smoke back out in a perfect 'o' shape. "I don't have time to deal with little bitches today."

"I could say the same for you, Justin. Now please move. Also, you should consider putting that cigarette out before someone with authority sees you. We wouldn't want the star athlete getting in trouble on the first day, would we?" I grumbled. as I tried to turn into the parking spot more.

"Fine bitch." Justin said as he threw his cigarette on the ground and smashed it with the heel of his foot. He walked off and threw up both of his middle fingers.

I angrily pulled into the parking spot and unbuckled. Wow great start to the first day of senior year! The one person I wanted to avoid and look what has happened already. I can't wait to see what the rest of the day has in store for me. I checked myself in the mirror and slid my sunglasses on before i pulled the keys out of the ignition and got out. I grabbed my water bottle and backpack then shut the door. The auto lock locked the door behind me and I made my way across the pavement, up the stairs and to the entrance.

As I was minding my own business about to walk inside I got a 'nice' greeting. "DAMN ACACIA NICE ASS" One of Justin's little "followers" said. They all laughed and fist pounded each other.

"I wonder how your girlfriend would feel about that, Ryan" I annoyingly laughed. I flicked my hair and I continued to walk.

"What? Can't take a compliment?" an all too familiar voice from behind me said.

I turned around and bowed my sunglasses. "I don't take that as a compliment. especially coming from one of the three biggest man whores in school."

I smirked.

"And who would those three be?" Justin asked. I couldn't tell if he was genuinely curious or if he was setting himself up.

"I mean you would know. Considering you've screwed almost every girl here from A to Z. Who knows, you've probably thrown in a few boys too." That caught everyone's attention and they all made a little "oooooooh" sound.

Justin was left speechless.

I turned on my heel, walking away feeling extremely proud of myself. Maybe this was going to be a good day.