Miracle

Chapter I

High school. A pronoun very common among the teenagers, Like me. Simply I hate school. There are a million reasons to it and I'm pretty sure half my life will be wasted explaining them all. Today, I Miracle Lawson will be starting the last year in school, Also known as the "Senior Year". Usually people would say that this year is the funnest of them all, But honestly to me it's just more horrible. Knowing that this is last year you are in freedom of doing whatever, and from the next year your working as a fully independent and arranged person. Quite the opposite of me. Completing high school in Ariz Central High can't be totally horrible I guess. It has got good standards and a lot of supplies so I'm down. I walk to school this morning, at 8:15 am. I'm never prepared for school, Even if it's about food or books, they just don't seem to matter to me. I step on the platinum shining stair case, as I admire the students around me. They are much better looking than me. Their uniforms are properly ironed and their way of walking, too graceful to even think about. I was walking down the hallway trying to my locker.

"Ah, This is the one," I say to my self. I open the locker with the key I got from the administrator and I stuff my books inside. I saw literacy as my first class this morning so I take the level 3 literacy book with my pencil case. I look over to my side and see two students walk by. They look quite, barbie-doll type material. High pony tails, with pink nail polish and their style of walking, It was quite obvious.I look much dull than them. Black hair fading to teal in loose curls and just my casual makeup with no nail polish. I slam my locker shut and begin to walk to class.

"Okay, So after literacy I'm hav-" I say as I get interrupted by a guy clashing into me. My book falls from my hand and so as my pencil case.

"Hey! Watch where your going!" I exclaim at him. He turns to me as his bottle green eyes lock onto mine.

"Watch where you're going," He replies and walks away. Two other guys come running and help me up while returning my books to me.

"We're sorry about that sweet cheeks," A boy says.

"It's fine, Though he was completely rude," I reply.

"I'm Jackson and this is my friend Ethan, We're really sorry from his behalf," He introduces him self and his friend. After the final word he said, He left running for the literacy room. Probably they both are in the same class as me. Why should I be worrying about them being in my class again?! Ugh this why I hate myself. Spacing out, then realizing I wasted heaps of time. I brushed my shirt and my books and began to walk to class. I step inside the class, as I notice a lot of eyes staring at me. Am I really this attractive?

"Ms. Lawson, Welcome to Ariz High school, I'm your teacher Mr Paul and these are your classmates for literacy," The teacher says to me. In a second my eyes lock on to the same bottle green eyes, That rude person. His looks are excellent but his attitude is a fail.

"Please introduce your self to the class," Mr Paul demands me.

"Um, Hello. My name is Miracle Lawson and I'm from Manchester. I grew up in Manchester until I was 12 and I moved to New York, And at the age of 16 I moved to New Virginia and this year I moved here, Arizona," I introduced my self.

"Thank you Ms. Lawson, Now please take a seat beside Dominic, fourth Row," Mr. Paul says. I realize a minute later that this Mysterious Dominic person is the same person who pushed me at the hallway. I really wish right now I had gotten another seat. I move and sit down on the seat beside Dominic and open my book to the directed page. He seems to make no contact with anyone. After an hour of Mr. Paul explaining our comprehension activity, The bell rang for the next class and so I collect my belongings and head out of the room. I ask directions from a strange looking girl, with a skull ring and black lipstick.