Brighter Than the Sun

So good by B.o.B began to play. I, Brenin Lorenzo, promise to never drink this early in the week ever again. I let out a moan as my head began to throb. I do love this song, but today it sound like nails on a chalkboard. I quickly slam the alarm off. I rolled on to my back and tried to remember what had happened, and then the memories came back. I had gone to The Happy Drinker (a bar in town), and I drank way too much. I wasn’t planning to drink on monday night, but my dear friend Luke’s divorce became final yesterday, my boyfriend dumped me because he said I wasn’t ‘girly enough’ (I may have punched him after he said that), and my other friend Greyson (aka Gray) is engaged, so we were also celebrating. 

Yeah, that’s what happened. I forced myself to sit up as the room spun. It was 7 in the morning. Shit. I had over slept my first alarm, which was at 6:30, thank goodness I set the second alarm about a week after I started working. You see I’m 21 and I graduated from college in the summer, and now 2 months after, I began to work at Shores High School (where I only attended 4 years ago), and I am the new biology teacher and I have one general science class too. I let out a huff of air and forced myself up. 

I bet marine biologist don’t wake up this early nor do doctors....wait some do. Forget it, I should probably get ready for school, nay, for work. 

“Tough night?” Asked Gray as he walked over to me while I got my things out of my 1997 jeep wrangler (it’s actually dark green, but at the moment it’s REALLY dirty so it’s more of a brown color). I glare over to Gray as I push my aviator sunglasses up and grab my lunch bag, and my class-stuff bag. Grayson Morris and I grew up together. I met him in kinder when a stupid little girl made Gray get off the swing, that girl was my neighbor and I SO didn’t like her, so I went over and pushed her off the swing and told Gray to hop on. And since then I’ve kicked girls butts for him and he’s taken me to dances and complained about them with me, as well as accompanying me to my family’s parties so I don’t look like the loser with no boyfriend. I mean, I have had boyfriends, but I’ve never taken any to my family because I know no one could handle my family. 

“How come you aren’t as hung over as I am?” I ask as I gently close the jeep’s door and walk with Gray to the school. 

“Because I started drinking an hour after you guys and I stopped 2 hours before, and if I remember correctly, I CLEARLY told you to stop,” Gray said. I glared over to him, and he was smiling at me. 

“What?” I said carefully, because I’m not sure if I want to hear what he has to say. 

“You’re hair, it’s kind of really funny to look at at,” Gray said as he laughed. I shoved him and kept walking as I discreetly lifted my hand to my long, dark brown untamable hair which was up in a wobbly bun. 

“Miss Lorenzo?” said Nancy, the principal’s secretary. I smiled over to her and quickly brought my hand down. 

“Call me Bre,” I said for the 100th time. 

“Of course. There’s someone waiting for you in your classroom, I told them to wait in the office but they didn’t want to, and Ms. Holt let him in. I just thought I should warn you,” Nancy said. I tried not to yell. Freaking Katherine Holt, AKA the bitch from the staff. She’s a bitch. 

“Let’s go see who’s here,” Gray said as he pulled me with him. And stupid Katherine Hoe, is Gray’s future sister-in-law. If there’s anyone who’s a bigger bitch than Katherine, it’s her sister Victoria aka Gray’s fiancée. 

“I can walk on my own,” I said as I took my hand back.

“I just wanted to get you out of there before you blew a vessel, you just got really red,” Gray said.