Artificial

Chapter 4

My eyelids feel incredibly heavy as I slowly opened my eyes with struggle, to the sound of my alarm. 

I glanced at my alarm clock and brought my hand to slam down the button that stopped the deafening sound. 

Great. Another day of shit. 

I silently groan and turned my head to my left, to view the girls. They both slept like sleeping beauty's, with blind folds on their eyes. Which, i'm incredibly jealous of. I'm so glad my alarm clock didn't wake them up or they'd look at me and that's not good because I wake up, looking like a troll. 

They're so perfect, with perfect  lives, perfect boyfriends and then, here is me. 

Is this some sort of punishment? 

I roll my eyes at my thoughts. 

The sunlight seeps through the gaps of the curtains. It looked beautiful just like them. 

I glanced at my alarm clock, it was 8:20. 

Classes start at 9:00, I've still got enough time to prepare for this day. 

This day needs to be different, it needs to be normal at least. That's basically all I'm asking for. 

I chuckle, lightly. 

Normal day? Who am I kidding? When has there been a normal day for me? 

I shook my head. 

I remove the duvet off me. 

My legs hang off the bed and touch the floor. I bring the remainder parts of my body off the bed, until i'm standing up. 

I sigh. 

I walk to the bathroom and untie my hair from it's messy bun as my brown locks fall effortlessley down my shoulders. 

I gaze at my reflection. 

I think I should go for plastic surgery or something. I can't seriously get anything better from this. I look atrocious. 

I pick up my toothbrush and place a good amount of toothpaste on top of it. I put the toothbrush in my mouth and lazily brush my teeth. 

I fill my cup with water and wash my mouth. 

After, I was done, I reach for the doorknob of the bathroom, until it opens by itself. 

I flinch at the sight of Mercedes. 

"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." She smiles. 

I nod at her and silently gulp at her demonic smile. 

As I try to make my way out of the doorway she purposely blocks my way. 

Damn it, what's her problem?

I look at her, waiting for what's  going to escape her little, pretty mouth. 

"Just so you know, Ethan and I have been in a relationship for quite a long time and I want to keep it that way." Her face becomes serious, almost intimidating. 

I nod, once again, not trusting my words.

She raises an eyebrow, "Excuse me?" 

What is she? My mother? She may be prettier than me, well almost perfect, no way better than me in every aspect, but can't she just show a little bit of courtesy? 

"I meant, yeah okay. Whatever, i'll stay out of your way and... his." 

My attention is drawn to what I have just said; 'I'll stay out of his way' .