I've done my research and stuff on the American schools because they're different to schools in England but I'm still not sure so if anything is wrong I apologise. I hope you like this story though x
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It's was an early Monday morning and my alarm was ringing loudly in my ear. I groaned and tried to turn my alarm off without actually moving but it didn't work so I was forced to sit up and eventually turn it off. I looked at the clock and it was only 7:00am, why does school have to start so early?
Once my alarm was turned off, I slowly lifted myself off my bed and looked at myself in the mirror that was attached to my wall. I gasped when I saw the state of myself. My hair was a complete mess and I had serious bags under my eyes, I just looked like a zombie. I was way too tired for school today and to make it worse I have to play bass in front of the whole school today and I'm freaking out big time. I'm scared to stand on a stage in front of the whole school and play my bass. You see, I'm in a small band with my 3 friends, Jake who plays drum, Matt who plays guitar and Finn who sings. They're my 3 bestfriends and I wouldn't change them for the world. We decided to form a band about a year ago, at first I hated it because it just seemed pointless to me but once me and the guys became better friends I enjoyed it way more. My dad encouraged me to do it to begin with because he wanted me to be more like him. I'm nothing like my dad at all personality wise, he's always hyper and talkative but I'm the complete opposite, quiet, shy and unsociable, except when I'm around the guys or my uncles. I'm the splitting image of him though, it's quite scary really. My brother is like my dad though, he's not shy at all but he's got a good heart, he got that off our mum.
You probably already know this but I'm going to introduce myself anyways, I'm Megan Preciado and yes I'm Jaime Preciado's daughter. My dad used to be my bestfriend as I was growing up, we used to do everything together with my 3 uncles like playing xbox or go for random drives but now I hardly see any of them because they're always on tour and it's really hard for me. I always FaceTime Mike when he's on tour though, he's still my favourite of them all, me and him just have this special bond and we have ever since I met him when I was a little girl, he's like a second dad to me.
I then got myself ready for school, I did my make up which was just mascara and foundation to sort my face out a little and to straighten my long dark brown hair. Once I was happy with my appearance I went over to my wardrobe to pick out an outfit for today. I ended up picking a Green Day top with black skinny jeans, how original I know. I then went downstairs to see my whole family standing in the kitchen.
"Morning sweetie!" My mum said happily, she's way too happy for a Monday morning.
"Morning" I mumbled sleepily. I then sat next to my brother and stole a bit of his toast.
"Oi!" He shouted. I just rolled my eyes at him and ate it.
"Be nice to your brother Meg!" My dad warned in his fatherly tone.
"I don't have time to make my own, Finn will be here soon!" I explained. As I said that the doorbell rang, "speaking of the devil!" I said and stood up.
"Good luck with your performance!!" My dad shouted from behind me which caused me to smile. I rushed over to the front door and opened it to see Finn standing there looking happy as ever. Finn was my bestfriend, me and him have been close for longer than I can remember. He's like a giant though, there's me being about 5ft2 and he's about 5ft10, I'm a midget. He's very good looking if I must say, he has short brown hair, blue eyes and has his lip pierced.
"Hey Finn!" I smiled.
"You ready?" He asked. I quickly put my shoes on, grabbed my school bag and left the house. Me and Finn don't live far from each other or school so we walk there together.
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Stay Away From My Friends (sequel to bulletproof love)
FanfictionThis is a sequel to my Jaime Preciado story Bulletproof Love. This story is all about his daughter Megan and basically her high school life.