"BEEEEPPPP"my alarm clock went as I rubbed my eyes. This morning I actually felt like I had some sleep and the house was silent. Not like a good silence more like a 'what is going on' silence.
It took me about five minutes to realize that Daylight Savings time had passed and I forgot to change the time. Crap. I also remembered that I had forgot to do my homework last night. Double crap.
I ran over to my book bag grabbing my home work and then plugged in my flat iron. My hair was horrid because I scrunched it and now it looked like a birds nest.
While the flat iron was heating up I grabbed the first thing out of my closet which was a pair of black skinny jeans with a flowy sunflower crop top and a pair of white converse.
I started doing my homework while flat ironing my hair using a certain rotation. Homework problem, piece of hair. Man, I was so used to being late that I came up with a certain routine.
Once I finished my hair I ran downstairs, grabbed my book bag, and headed out the door. I was glad that the walk from my house to the school was only 10 minutes away since I missed the bus. As I ran down the sidewalk I tripped and fell straight into a mud puddle. I can't believe that I thought that this day couldn't get any worse. I picked my self back up and realized that there was a sharp pain in my left wrist. Good thing I was right-handed.
As I finally made it to the school I checked myself in and headed to my locker. The bad thing was that my locker was on the opposite side of the school as my first period. Great just freaking great.
I decided that going to the nurses office instead of my first period class was a better idea because I was too lazy to walk across the school. By the time I made it to the nurses first period was almost over thankful and honestly I didn't care , I hated History anyways.
The nurse told me that I might have sprained my wrist and she just wrapped it with some gauze.
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My last class of the day was Language Arts and lets just say that I am not the best at the class. I currently have a 78 in the class because all I do is work on my art projects from last period. Also the schools wealthiest player: Mason Smith was in that class and to be honest I didn't think that he was everything you want in guy. He sat two seats in front of me next to one of the sluttiest girls in the school : Nikki. Everyday I got a "wonderful" view of him sexually pursuing her. Please wait a moment while I go throw up.
When my last period ended I rushed to get out of that class. I was ready to go home and eat my cinnamon applesauce out of my mini fridge. Yes I said mini fridge. I asked my dad for a mini fridge filled with cinnamon applesauce for my 18th birthday. I know I know your probably thinking I am some kind of freak but seriously besides watermelon jolly ranchers it is the best food in world.
When I arrived at my address I found firefighters and ashes. I immediately started crying. Not because of my house but because of my applesauce. I sunk down on my knees and screamed "MY CINNAMON APPLESAUCE!!!"
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