I woke up at 6 am today with a smile on my face. It was monday and school was about to close in just a few more days time. I went around doing everything in a routene. I walked to the shower and Stood under the luke warm water. I washed my hair in the Strawberry shampoo I loved and I made sure I smelled nice. I shaved my legs five times before getting out of the shower and running onto my room. Picking my clothes was never the hardest thing on earth because I had lots of them. After Finilly looking at myself in the mirror five times I smiled. I wore a Denim shorts and a plain black tee shirt. My tommies were black and I had a silver ankle ring on. My hair was streight and layered and I diddnt look half as sleepy as felt. "arnt you forgetting something" My subconscious reminded me.
"Yeah. thank you stupid voice inside my body. I really appreciate the heads up" I said. God I was really losing it. I reached into my backpack and pulled out three small white pills. "That's a good girl" She mocked.
"Oh dont think you're so good because FYI you're not. And are you high or something because im 80% sure you're suppost to be telling me not to do this " I said aloud. Now I got scared. What the hello was wrong with me? I swollowed the small dots and got on told myself to get along with my day.
I grabbed a energy bar and got the keys to my car. There in the frount yard my Farrari was parked. I really hated that car. I wish my dad had bought me somthing like a Beetle instead. I sighed and jumped in.
20 Minutes later I was at school with a paper cup full of coffee. It really was too hot to be drinking it but apparently its considered cool.
Classes were the same old boring things and Niall (Who was is all my classes) never spoke to me once. Not that I cared or anything... at the end of the day he was still a loner and I was the Queen Bee( as everyone says). Break was really fun and I enjoyed chatting to my friends. We were the it group you could say. Finally at 4pm school was finished.
As soon as I got home I was to damn tired to do anything at all so I went onto the deck and watched the sea.
"You look nice today" I familiar voice called
"Thanks Niall" I smiled "Ready for the holiday?" I asked looking at him. He was on his deck wearing a blue jeans and a black tee shirt with black converse ??? 'God that's creepy' I thought. Was he stalking me??
"Yeah" He replied "I love christmas. The food,the presents,the holiday... what about you?"
"I just spend the day sleeping and watching TV while my parents work"
"Oh"
"Yup...... I think I should go finish up my work now... nice chatting to you though" I smiled before this conversation got any more awkward.
"See you around" He smiled back
I finished my homework in 15 minutes and ate the food my mom left me on the table. She comes home at 10 in the night so Im used to being alone. After eating my Fried chicken I got ready to sleep.
There was a knock on the door... I cheaked the the clock. It was only 9:00 . "Im comming" I called as I walked down the stairs.
"Oh Mrs Horan. Sorry I diddnt know it was you " I said as I opened the door. I was a little embarrassed by the fact I was wearing a black pajama pants and I short white vest. "Its okay sweetheart" She laughed "Is your mom here?"
"No ma'am. She only comes home at 10" I anwsered.
"Oh. Im sorry to bother you but im in desperate need of sugar and salt"
"How much do you need?"
"About a cup of each if you dont mind"
I ran to the kitchen and measured a cup of both. I handed her two tupperwears and she smiled
"Thank you Darling" She said giving me a side hug.
"No problem. Any time hey" I said before she left.
Who the hello does cooking at 9 at night. I actually really dont care. Why was I getting so angry though?
I decided to ignore the thought and go back to sleep.
