Now Or Never

Avril

Chapter Two [Edited] :

"YOU PUBESCENT DRAMA QUEEN!" was the first thing I heard when I was jerked awake. I guess my roommate Sylvia was on crack or something, because she happened to scream that while asleep. I let out an groan, frustrated because my head hurt and I really wanted to go back to sleep. 

But my stupid wandering eyes had landed on the alarm clock, which read 10:53 A.M. Unfortunately, I knew I couldn't afford to skip Saturday detention after my mishap yesteday, no matter how warm my bed seemed. Speaking of detention, it was starting in exactly twelve minutes. I wanted to curl up in my safe haven and die, but I sucked it up and got up to get ready.

After spraying four different types of perfumes, I deemed myself decent. Hopefully I had sprayed enough to mask the trashy smell of tobacco and weed that clung to my aura. I glanced at my reflection in the mirror, wincing at a few pimples that were sprouting on the tip of my nose. I fought the urge to scratch them off. Whatever, they're just pimples. Excuse me for having hormones.

Life was funny, because when I looked at myself in the mirror, I didn't recognize the girl looking back at me. It was... me. But it was also...her. As in her, I meant Avril Lavigne. She was my frickin idol. I was obsessed. Okay, let me explain. I've always had a problem with myself. An identity crisis, as my guidance counselor called it. 

Which is why I so frequently altered my appearance. I was "hiding" behind myself. Sort of. Not really.  

I dyed my hair stormy gray. Then I had it streaked with purple and blue. Not the most risky or eye-catching style, but it worked for me.

Unnecessary glasses, a too thick coat of eyeliner, and purple mascara hid my light gray eyes.  Blindingly flashy earrings (seven on the right, three on the left) took the attention away from the cuts on the underside of my jaw and a fierce nose ring concealed the slight crookedness one can only have once they've broken their nose. Overall, I gave off a punk grandma vibe. And if I had to look like I was gonna RAWR xD all over someone to feel better, so be it.

Pulling on a navy blue sweatshirt and other garments, I stopped to play with my tummy for a couple second. Squishy, soft. Comfy, cute!

My eyes flickered to the clock again, and I realized that I had exactly 72 seconds to get to detention or I would be late. Shit. 

Gotta run. Before beginning my journey to the depths of hell, I quickly let out a convincing shriek. 

"Lizard!" I screamed, pointing at the end of Sylvia's bed. She rolled right off her bed and crashed on the ground,  clawing at the air in a panicked frenzy. I let out a small chuckle before getting the heck out of there. I'm not looking for a lecture.

If I don't get to sleep in, neither does she.

A/N: I know this chapter is short, too. But I have decided that I will make keep all chapters quite short, around 500 words. That way I can update more frequently. Vote and comment! Later, dudes. <3 

- Mia