I woke up to the sound of my alarm, groaning
"ugghhh why do you have to be so loud and why is it Monday", I muttered under my breath.
Leaning over to the other side of my queen sized bed, I glance at the time and it reads 7:15, " Oh sh*t, I'm going to be late", I muttered.
I quickly get off the bed, and
I sloppily make my way to the bathroom.
I brush my teeth, and strip out of my nightwear and have my bath.
When I step out of a the shower I dry my hair, and wrap myself in my towel, I rush to my drawer and put on my underwear, then I make my way to my walk-in closet. "what to wear", I muttered.
Deciding on wearing a red cropped top, a black ripped jeans, I put it on and grab my red vans.
I rush to my dressing table and look at myself in my vanity mirror. I quickly brush my brown hair and pack it into a high ponytail. since I'm late I just put on my eyeliner and mascara to bring out the colour of my hazel eyes and then blend my look with my strawberry pink lip gloss.
I might be a nerd but it doesn't mean I don't like looking nice.
I grab my bag since it had already been packed, and I jog down the staircase, being careful enough not to trip and fall.
I meet my mom in the kitchen, her back to me,
"Morning mom" I say.
"Hey sweetie, how was your night hope you didn't have any nightmares? " she says.
"My night was nice, I slept like a baby, but i'm still feeling a little sleepy, and nope I didn't have any nightmares" I say popping the p.
"Okay" she replies
We converse for five more minutes.
"Mom I'm heading out so bye" I rush to her and kiss her bye.
I quickly grab an apple, cause I cannot afford to miss breakfast, yes, I'm a foodie.
"Okay bye honey, have a great time at school" she says.
"Okay, bye" I reply. I hate when she says that.
School is like the worst place on earth how can you possibly have a great time at school.
I rush to my red, Range Rover, I open the door and slide into the drivers seat and put on my seat belt.
I quickly put the key into ignition and drive to school.
When I reach the parking lot,I grimace, cause I know I'm about to enter hell also known as my school, when I reach the parking lot, I find a parking space and park.
When I reach the steps of the school, I chuckle, looking at the name of my school, I read out loud
"Golden heart high school".
I mean come on was the person that named the school living in the 16th century.
The hearts and minds of the students here are as dirty as the gutter or even dirtier.
I enter the school and make my way to my locker, when I reach there I meet my friends Chase, and Vanessa.
Vanessa has been my best friend from the day I was born, our parents are pretty close so we obviously began to become close, and she has stuck with me through thick and thin she is like one of the many few people who knows and understands me.
On the other hand Chase met I and Vanessa on the first day of third grade, he was being bullied by some silly boys, then I and Vanessa stepped in and we pretty much initiated him to the group and we became best friends.
Ever since we have been together.
"Hey" they both say in unison.
"Hey guys". I reply
"Avery did you hear what happened Friday night?" Vanessa whispers.
