Chapter 1

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I wake up to my brother banging on my door. He keeps yelling,"Come on we're gonna be late." I can hear the anger and stress in his voice.

Today's going to be the first day back to school since summer break. I'm going to be a senior this year. He continues banging, so I remove my pillow that I was using to block the loud disturbance and grab what is on my nightstand.

I throw it as hard as I can at the door. Everything happens in slow motion.  I stare at the door that looks like it's about to come off it's hinges, then see my alarm clock collide with the door, and it explodes into a thousand tiny pieces, each sparkling and reflecting in the morning light

Immediately I regret throwing the clock at the door.  Jumping out of bed as fast as my body will allow, I run over to my mutilated alarm clock.  Ethan has stopped banging on the door, but he's still breathing heavily.

After examining my poor, defective alarm clock, I drag my body over to my closet and pull out a hoodie and a pair of worn down blue jeans, which have holes in the knees, and they are fringed at the ankles.

I trudge into my bathroom, brush my teeth, and grab a rubber band. Normally wear my hair in a ponytail, but today I'm gonna try something different. I'm bringing a rubber band in case I wanna throw it up at some point during the day.

After I'm done in the bathroom, I snatch my beautiful teal converse from the depths of my massive closet.  I've had them for a year or two now, and they still look like the day I got them.

I tug on my converse, and swing my backpack over my shoulder.  As I do so, one of my many key-chains catches on my ear.   I feel tears start to come into my eyes, but blink them away really fast.

I skip out of my room and down the stairs. Ethan is waiting in the kitchen for me to come down. 

"Took you long enough," he said sounding agitated. I roll my eyes at him.

"Sorry dad," I say sarcastically.

He grabs his car keys and throws open the garage door.

As I walk over to the car I feel my heart beating faster. I realize that it's getting hard to breathe. I start having a panic attack, but don't know why. I then realize it's because that I'm scared about going school.

I feel like my throat is closing up on me, but good for me this has happened so I know how to react. I lean against Ethan's car and look up at the sky. The pretty clouds float across the sky. I'm trying not to think about about my throat and try to breathe. It works because I can feel my throat opening up. The clouds help me relax to keep my mind off of the panic attack.

Ethan gets up to the car and he looks at me funny. He looks worried. I explain to Ethan that I had a panic attack. His eyes go big, worry  written all over his face. I nod telling him I'm okay.

We start to drive to school and I realize we have ten minutes. I start having another panic attack. Ethan looks at me and starts freaking out. He starts slamming on his breaks and the seat belt starts cutting into my throat.

Whatever air passage way was left was now closed. My eyes start watering. Ethan pushes me forward and start smacking on my back. Making me cry even more. But I start breathing, which is good.

I grasp onto his arm holding as tight as possible. While pulling in air and feel my lungs relieve. I look over at Ethan who looks like he is about to have a cow. Letting go of his arm, realizing that I was holding on way too tight.

I immediately start apologizing feeling so bad. Glancing over the clock and I start yelling. He looks at the clock too and his eyes go big. He slams on the gas. 

I can't be late on the first day of school.

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A/N-
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