just another teenage love story

(A/N sorry if this sucks)

I knew the weekend was over once my alarm for school started beeping. I moaned shutting it off. Mondays suck. No life sucks. I turned on the shower to the hottest setting. Steam filled the bathroom as I stripped out of my clothes. I stepped in letting the heat from the water burn me. I winced as I felt a completely different burning sensation over my torso, thighs, and upper arms.

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There was a soft buzz from my phone signaling that I had to get out of the shower. I turned off the water and stepped out wrapping my now freezing body in a towel. Quietly I walked to my hair straightener turning it on. I made my way to my dresser grabbing undergarments, ripped skinny jeans, and a gray sweater two sizes too big. I put on the fresh clothes going over to my straightener. I ran it through my long blonde hair until it was perfectly straight. I hate my natural wavy hair. I don't wear makeup accept for foundation. I took a quick glance in the mirror as I wiped the sponge around my face covering up acne and anything else that needed covering. Time for breakfast. I heated up a cup of water with a green tea bag in it. I multitasked putting on my gray vans and sipping from the travel mug in order to make sure I wasn't late. I stuffed my black vans off the wall book bag with text books and homework throwing it on my back completely neglecting one strap. I grabbed my travel mug and skateboard and was out the door. Every morning was the same. I slapped my board on the pavement and made the route to school.

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I shoved my travel mug into my locker along with my board. The clash of metal from shutting my locker was corrupted by the ring of the bell. Shit I'm late. I focused on getting to class.