Anything But Perfect (On Hold)

The Nerd and The Jock

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Chapter 1

Day:

Everyday I wake up and I try to be happy, I really do but today was just not... worth it. At first it was fine but then it started to escalated until the big finale... but lets start at the beginning.

7:00 AM

I woke up, and me always hot at night woke up freezing under my covers and blankets. My alarm blared in my ears, the guitar solo finally waking me up. I slowly got up remembering I only needed to be alive for about another three months. I love school... but I really hate this year.

At the beginning of the year my schedule got mixed up so I was put in some classes I would have died to get out of; especially theater, don't get me wrong theater is cool, but when you're me; the shy girl in the back and the only one that never talks, you dread every second.

Today we start Romeo and Juliet, and I want nothing to do with it, but it was the last play of the year so I was just in the tiniest bit happy. I quickly shook my head trying to get back on task. I turned off my alarm, which was conveniently on my phone. I plugged it into the stereo, and started to play my music on full blast.

I walked over to my white dresser and rummaged through the clothes, I only where long jeans so I was happy when I found one under piles of shirts and shorts. It was dark blue with rips on the knee. I smiled as I threw it on the scattered sheets of my bed; I then went to my closet. I quickly looked through the colors nothing to bright and everything just right. I'm not the girl who wears all neon colors or even the one that dresses completely black, I'm somewhere in between.

I grabbed a white button-down shirt with a black jacket. Quickly I put on my jeans while tucking in half of my shirt, added a black pair of combat boots, and I added, barely any, makeup.

I grabbed my leather satchel, and then went to the bathroom to check my appearance. As I went to grab my brush it slipped out of my hands resulting in it breaking on my marble floors.

I quickly brought my brush to my desk, wanting to super glue it, resulting in my right thumb and index finger getting caked with super glue. Ahhh! I left my brush noticing I had 20 minutes to get to school before the bell rang for first period.

I quickly ran down the stairs, resulting in me falling down, not once but twice.

"Rather miss breakfast then be late." I reasoned with myself after I recovered from the falls. I then turned around, smashing into the pantry door. I then fell right on my butt, Ouch!! I screamed in my head as I bit the bottom of my lip trying to keep the scream in. I quickly got up rubbed my bruised butt and went to the door, the cold fall air instantly froze me to my bone.

I almost yelped because of how cold it was... almost. I quickly ran into my driveway and pulled out my keys to the gorgeous black and red motorcycle in front of me, I had finally convinced my dad to let me buy it four months ago. Yet I was still excited when I got to ride it to school, in the freezing cold weather.   In one swift move I swung my left leg over my bike, I grabbed the helmet and proceeded to tuck my long brown hair into the helmet, my neck now exposed to the horribly cold air surrounding me.

And for some reason I got the sensation, today was going to be a long day.

Dreden:

Today was going so slow, nothing seemed remotely interesting. I needed something to make me excited, to make my adrenaline moving, or I was going to die of boredom, literally.