"Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep."
My alarms goes off as I smack it off the nightstand beside me. It's finally Friday I thought, even better it's my birthday. I drag myself out of bed, crank up the volume on my stereo and start to get ready. I pick out my favorite shirt, and slip into the most comfiest skinny jeans I own. I slide on my converses and pull a hoodie over my head. I swing my backpack around my shoulder and grab my headphones and of course my poptarts, and head out the door.
I walk down my driveway and head right to my bus stop while blasting my satanic music my dad likes to call it. I see my friends, they all jump at me to give me my birthday punches, 16 from each of them. Ouch. I couldn't get myself out of the grass right as the bus pulls up, everyone gets on. Now my bus driver and I have a history, he HATES me. I'm being serious, he told me right before Christmas break. He saw me struggling trying to get up so he took his chance, he drove off. I could NOT miss the school bus today, because my dad and I have a system. If you miss the bus you stay home from school, sounds perfect doesn't it? But not at all when it's your birthday and the whole school needs to know that you are having a party tonight while your parents are halfway across the country. I thought fast, I got myself up and ran, basically sprinted to the bus. I jumped on the back of it and my friends on the inside of it cheered me on, I rode it like that the whole way there. Good way to start your birthday isn't it?
I arrived at school, many of the people I go to high school with said happy birthday to me. I mean who wouldn't remember, I'm me. Speaking of me, my name's Jeni James I attend Rockwell High school in California. I'm not a typical popular person as I kind of said I was, I'm just that person everyone is cool with, and really no reason to hate. Everyone does know that I have a pretty sweet house with a pool in the back with a huge ass backyard. I've never been to a high school party but by hearing about them from my friends, I hear they're pretty amazing. I slap open the doors of my first block class, Science with Mr. Roche. I slide into my seat in the back of class and pull out my phone and began to create the invite. I lean further back in my seat so it's almost as if I'm not even there. I start typing, 'Everyone tonight my house, 10pm, we'll party hard all night. Tell everyone you know, see you all tonight' and I hit send to everyone on my contact list besides my relatives. I look up, I see Mr. Roche staring right at me. I literally jump out of my seat, still clutching my phone. I didn't realize I had my ear buds in the whole time.
"Phone, now." Mr. Roche says.
"No, it's mine." I scream back at him.
"Then I guess you wouldn't mind reading your text that you sent, to the whole class." Mr. Roche says with his famous evil side smirk of his.
"Actually, I wouldn't mind at all." I say as I give him a huge ass, dumb smile. Mr. Roche points to the board, I get up out of my chair. I walk to the front of the classroom, I'm so lucky no one hates me in this class. I read my text out loud and say that everyone is invited. They all clap at me, as I take an extremely stupid bow. Still smiling, I roll my eyes at Mr. Roche as I head back to my seat. Thankfully in Science today all I had to do was fill in notes straight off the board, time went by way too quickly. Just how I liked all of my school days to go, quick and over with. The sound of that bell at the end of first block was music to my ears, even though I already had music playing in my ears 24/7. I swear no one could make me take my ear buds out, ever. I can proudly say that music is my life, and it has saved me multiple times. I grab my belongings, and head to the door. As I make my way to the door, I'm stopped by a police officer.
