I wake up in the morning, happy after another pleasant dream. I quickly check my alarm clock. Oh shit! I'm going to be so late. I sprint to the shower as fast as possible. Just as I enter the shower, one thought echoes through my head: I am missing my towel. You have got to be kidding me. I finish showering. I'm going to do it. I streak as fast as possible to my bedroom. Please, to any high being living, don't tell me the blinds were up. My mom must have woke up when I was changing because she was already in the chair, staring off in the distance. My mom is still depressed after the death of my dad and normally is too incapable to take care of me, so I work despite my age at countless jobs. I finish eating my breakfast and left for school, after giving a kiss on my mother's head.
School
"Ali, where were you? I've been looking for you." said my best friend Sienna. Everyone I know, including Sienna, calls me Ami. Sienna is a brunette with pretty ocean blue eyes and a tanned athletic body. And no, I don't like her like that. We the type of girls that are "Chicks before D!cks" any day any time . Although, in my case, "Chicks before.... Other Chicks and D!cks. "I woke up late. By the way, what day is today?" I asked. "Tuesday. Why? Is it that girl you like?",she teasingly asks. "No, it's because some of them are deciding to throw a PJO themed party." ,I sarcastically said back. "Well, damn. Someone's not in a good mood today." Sienna said. "I'd actually be happy if they did." , I said nonchalantly. Tong, Tong, Tong. "That's bell. After school?", Sienna asks. "As always.",I reply.
I walk to my first period: PE. (Sarcastic Tone) My favorite sub is here: Mr. Jonson. He makes his "favorite student" (me) run extra laps, anything he can think of because I'm such a role model .
The boys there were taunting me, calling me names I knew Mr. Jonson was soo okay with. This is going to be a great day.
End of School
We (Sienna and I) always come to our spot in the park. Ding, Ding goes a passing bike. "So will anythings different happen today?" Sienna asks hopefully. "No. Never." I say. "These secrets of yours aren't going to stay secrets for long, especially when you're the bearer." she says seriously.
I will never admit it out loud but... I think she's right.
End of Chapter 1
Sorry if this chapter is too short.
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