Double Jeopardy

Morning Showers of Biterness

I quickly get up knowing I only have fifteen minutes left before the school bus leaves and throw in random clothes that I don't seem to seek interest in. I put my hair in those messy but good looking buns. I put on my black Vans, curl my lashes, and run down stairs.

I grab an apple and kiss my mom and dad goodbye and run to the stop sign where the bus picks everyone up in the neighborhood.

I don't even understand the fact of taking the bus, my mom has to pass by the school to go to work. Just gives me another reason to add on the fact she won't acknowledge me sometimes. Other students are now at the bus stop as well; especially other  students...

"Hey," they say as the click approaches to me.

"Sup," I say and take out my phone not wanting to make eye contact.

"So have you talked to Alec?"

I rolled my eyes and finally look up.

"No, and I never will. Again."

My prayers have been heard as the bus is approaching the stop sign. I never been so happy to get on to a bus til now. Maybe I will forever. I looked for a spot where they won't be able to bug me anymore and put on my ear buds to shut them out.

Alec is a guy from their click that wanted me to join on his pathway of a bedroom. Let's just say that's the last place I'd want to go.

The bus has arrived to school and I walk my way towards it, and I spot my friend Becca.

"Hey," she said looking through her mirror on her locker. 

"Sup," not looking up from my phone.

"Guess what?!!!"

"What?!"

"Club tonight, and you are obviously coming."

"No, Becca, I'm not going this time. Things have been a bit complicated lately."

"Well if you go with me, things won't be so complicated."

I roll my eyes as I open my locker to leave some of my books in there.

We head to the main gym and change for volleyball class.

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I head to the showers and get a towel from my locker that I have in the gym. I let my hair get soaked by the warm water as thoughts come into mind

Why do I have to go to college instead of Warped?

Why can't I have fun for once in my life?

Why can't my mother just get a look through on what I feel on a daily basis?

"Just shut up," I mumbled to myself.

I finish up and turn off the water; I received a email from the local college with a "Congrats! You've been automatically admitted to enroll-" and turned off my phone and wore the clothes I had on this morning.

I head to my next class and sit down at the very back where I  assume no one would bother me.

"Hey," he said but I just kept writing on my journal. I know it's so wrong, but I was just too much in a bad mood to talk to anyone.

After class, I head to my locker room and put away the notebooks I used in the previous class. I close the door and the guy who had greeted me pops up.

"Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" I say as swing my backpack on.

"Maybe," he smirked.

"Well, mission accomplished," I start to walk pass by him.

"Wait," I hear his footsteps catching up to mine.

"Huh?" I turn and raise my eyebrow, and I lean back on my left leg.

"I wanted to to talk to you during class, but apparently you're not a happy camper this very moment," he's looking down and scratches the back of his head.

"Well spill it."

"The name's Cash. I um, was wondering tomorrow after your game ... If you would wanna hang out?" He looks at me, waiting for a response.

"I-I um"

"It's okay if you don't b-but I uh, really would like to be friends," I looked at him in awe.

"Yeah, I do wanna hang out actually. Sorry for being so grumpy I-. Things are just a bit confusing for me at the momen-"

"I get it, don't worry. I'll be at your game, see ya," with that last word he smiled and walked off.

I slightly start to smile myself. I wondered if he knew my name.
I hear the tardy bell ring and start to walk to my next class. I honestly couldn't stop thinking about Cash. Why would he want hang out with me? Let alone talk to me in general.

After class I head off to the cafeteria, pay my food, and sit in front of Becca and Stephanie.

"Why can you just come without  complaining?" Stephanie says while she chews.

"Because we have a game tomorrow and I homework to finish! I can't just dr-"

"Drop everything and go?" Becca finishes.

"This is exactly why you have to! You gotta loosen up!"

"Not like this!" I protest at Stephanie. "I just want to breathe, not suffocate from all the warm bodies compacted more than the capacity and a blown up speaker playing lousy music in a dark building," I cringed at the thought.

"Some bodies are more hot than warm," Stephanie winks at the thought, making me roll my eyes playfully.

We continue to eat until we throw our disposable plates away and place the tray on its designated spot.

The bell rings and we head back to our following classes.

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I head home after practice and see the time my clock read on my nightstand.

4:45 p.m.

I mentally curse myself as I quickly go take a shower. I get out and start packing clothes just in case Stephanie won't have anything picked out for me. I place other essentials on my bag and extra clothes since I'll sleep over at her place tonight.

I go downstairs and hug my mom goodbye after her little lecture on me to behave since I'll take the truck with me tonight.

It's a quite story why she does not want me to drive the truck much, especially school. And why she does not drop me off at school. Her words, not mine. I never really asked much about it though, like other events that occur in my life.

I get to Stephanie's house right  on time before she can claw my eyes out. Becca literally opens the door and drags me in, slamming the door shut. We all head to Stephanie's bedroom, and start getting ready.

"Are you gonna borrow an outfit or did you planned out on wearing something you brought from your closet?" Stephanie looks at me curiously.

"May you lend me something?" I look down as I rub the back of my neck.

"Of course!" I look up to her handing me two hangers with two stunning dresses.

"Choose wisely" she said and winked.

The thought of wearing either one of these outfits is overwhelming me.

Oh boy, kill me now.