A Badboy, Some Football & A Nerd

Chapter II: I Love Showers, Sorry

The school term came back way to fast. I swear, I cannot for the life of me remember what happens yesterday, let alone the first week of holidays. 50 days of school until another two weeks holiday.

I was woken up this morning, an hour too early, thanks to a malfunctioning alarm. So really, I was scared awake. That's a great way to start a school day.

But I mean, waking up an hour early, means I get to take a longer shower. So, I should really be thanking my alarm.

Showers are the best. Hot water cascading down onto your back, burning your skin because the stupid water is hotter than it should be. Showers are good for many things. Having a rough day? Go cry under a hot shower. Feeling sick? Go take a warm shower to feel better. All hot and sweaty after playing sports? Take a cold shower.

I love showers, sorry.

Time to get under the water. I stripped of my pyjamas, throwing them into a pile in the bathroom. I'm one of those lucky kids, where my bedroom comes with a bathroom. My bathroom. So, as I waited for the water to heat up to exactly where I wanted it, i went to pick out some clothes.

I've got to keep up my Offical Nerd look, so of course it's my nerdiest outfit I'm putting on. Simple knee length dull blue skirt with a white button up shirt, tucked in down to my knees. And to top off the look, knee high white socks, with my black vans. Of course my normal nerd glasses, that I only have to help me see.

By the time I've chosen my outfit, the water is nice and warm. Just the way I like it. As I stepped into the shower, I took a quick glance at the clock sitting on the bathroom counter. 6:21am. Huh? I've been awake for 21 minutes. I keep a clock on my counter because I can tell how long I've been in the shower for. Too long, and my parents will kill me.

Just because I woke up extra early, by accident I may say, doesn't mean I can have an hour long shower. We're all about saving money in this house hold. Max showers of like, maybe 20 minutes.

The next time I checked the clock it read, 6:45am.

CRAP. CRAP. crap crap crap crap crap. Mums going to kill me. I repeat, mum is going to kill me. I am dead, I am so so dead. Say goodbye to Athena. It was nice knowing me.

I stepped out of the shower, oh so quickly dried myself and gingerly went into my room to dress myself. Maybe just maybe, mum didn't realise how long I was in the shower for.

No such luck.

"Athena dear?" My mother asked, "how long was that shower of yours sweetie?" She was sitting on the edge of my bed, already dressed and ready for work. She works as a taxi driver, I know it's pretty fancy aye, and has to look half decent.

"Longer than it should have been?" I looked down at the ground and started to get dressed, while my mother looked the other way.

"I guess you could say that," Mum said almost staring daggers into my head. If I didn't know my mother that well, I'd say she was mad. But she was only really acting. Maybe a bit disappointed.

"I'm sorry Mum, I just lost track of time." Which is true, I was thinking about how much I want to go back to bed and get back into my dream.

"Yeah, yeah. Like I haven't heard that before," Mum warned and hopped my bed, "don't do it again. Now, I'm off to work."

She kissed me on the head and let me continue getting ready for work. When i checked myself out in the mirror, I was really pulling off the Offical Nerd look. But who said being a nerd means you look bad?

I've got another 20 minutes until I should really be at school, keeping up with being a nerd, getting to school early. Wait, what? I don't even like school, why do I want to get there early?