*beep beep beep* ughh. Stupid alarm clock. Another day of hell. Well I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Ariana. I'm 17 years old. I don't really talk to anyone at school. My mom died when I was 15, on my birthday how lovely, right ? Ha no ! My dad is a drunk who always yells at me. I. HATE. LIFE. Ever since my mom died I've been drinking, cutting, and contemplating suicide. Anyways enough of that sad story. Time for school, how exciting ! Note my sarcasm. I slowly got off my bed and went to my closet. I chose my nice, comfy grey sweater and some skinny jeans with my vans. I peeked out my door to make sure my dad isn't awake yet. Thank god he's not !
As I turn my key into the ignition, I notice that my gas tank is empty. Just great ! Can this morning get any worse ? Looks like I jinxed myself. It starts to pour as I walk to school. Good thing school isn't that far away. As I reach the gates to my school the first bell rings. I rush to get my things out of my locker and head to first period. My homeroom teacher is Mr. Cruz. He's an alright guy. The rest of the day passes quite quickly. Before I know it, it's 7th period. Which is English-language. I must admit, this isn't my favorite class. I sigh as I take my seat.
Mr. Anderson announces that he will be assigning us partners for our 3 week project. "Ryan with Emmett , Stacy and Ben , Emma and Riley and Ariana with Luke." Seriously !?!?!?!?!? Luke is the "bad boy" of the school. Always skips or is late. I don't want to be partnered with this. All the girls are practically falling at his feet. I can tell you now, this is gonna be a hell of three weeks.
