Only One Cup of Coffee

Chapter 1

I pushed against the school doors weakly and sighed. Early. Again. I sat down on the steps, waiting for the janitor to come by and throw the doors open for me.

While I sat there and waited in agony, I pulled out my English notes and skimmed through it. There was nothing I could've done about my chemistry. It was all the way at home and I'm pretty sure I didn't have that much time so as to walk back home and grab my chem book.

Yeah, I walked. I was too early for the bus but I don't think I could've possibly stood another second with my crooked mom and dad and continue to argue with my brother Alex.

Besides, I'm sure they realised that I was 20 minutes too early but they didn't attempt to stop me.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when the janitor walked through the school's gates with a gigantic key that was perfectly suited for our school's massive keyhole.

'Yes!' I thought as I shoved my English notes into my back pack and stood up, brushing the dirt off my pants.

Now I could finally jump into the safety of my locker and hide for the rest of the day. Score!

Just kidding. But honestly it would be safer than hanging around the hallway when I was soon going to be chocked by dozens of kids and their massive egos.

So I was a little bit pessimistic. Not like it mattered right?

As soon as the doors flew open I entered and rushed to my lockers before the rest of the student body could come stomping in and discuss about their lovely vacations with their obnoxiously loud voices.

I grabbed my books for my first three periods and stuffed them in my book bag. Physics, art and mathematics. At least this way, when everyone else would be grappling for their books in the middle of these three periods, I could sit back and enjoy my wattpad werewolf books on my phone like the lethargic little boss I am.

Before I could skedaddle to my class, the obnoxious teens got through the door.

Oh god.

I sprinted to physics like Bambi when his mother told him to run from those damned hunters.

I mean, come on! If it weren't for em, Bambi would've been happy with his mommy!

So anyways, as soon as I set my butt down on the 3rd seat in physics, the teacher walked in. Like come on man! Give me some time to indulge in the next adorbs wattpad book!

I set my hands on my physics textbook instead of my phone and gave the teacher a nasty look. That he missed. Of course, otherwise I might have landed myself a detention slip. That's just how mr. Sanders was.

As soon as the rest of the jerks in my grade entered the class, sandy had started his usual notes writing on our board and I, like the diligent freak I am, patiently jotted em down.

Before long, a talkative buzz erupted in my classroom.

"Is the new kid a girl or guy?" Vivian, the school's phony, fake, mean girl wannabe #1 squeaked.

I didn't really care though. The second mr. Sanders left our classroom, down went my textbook, up came my phone. I feverishly tapped on my wattpad app and hit the library.

'Where is that werewolf book I was reading yesterday?' I thought. I mean I swear I downloaded it into library. Or did I?

Due to my state of mental turmoil I didn't notice the new kid walk in. All the girls stared at him as I sighed and set my phone down to listen to his introduction.

When I looked up, well I had to admit. He did kinda give off the heartbreaker vibes. But, not quite the charming 'ladies man' vibes that heartbreakers had.