The story that changed it all

My clock buzzed and I lazily hit the snooze button. It buzzed again and I hit it again. Once more it buzzed and I threw the clock across the room. Then, like the clean freak that I am, I got out of bed and ran to clean it up. That was the fifth clock I had busted this week. It wasn't like I did this everyday, it's just been this past week that I've broken my dads gifts. I just feel that if I break the clock, time would slow down or even stop. Of coarse the time somehow managed to keep going even after the five clocks broke. "Honey your breakfast is ready!!" My dad called from downstairs. "I'll be down in a minute," I said, still cleaning up the broken clock pieces. I ran down the twisted staircase to find pancakes, eggs, and bacon waiting for me. "I've got to get to work darling, don't want to be late on the last day." He kissed my forehead and with a quick "goodbye" he was gone. After breakfast I ran back up to my room, got dressed in my favorite maroon five tee, black ripped jeans, and a beanie and walked to the bus stop. "Darla!!" My best friend Matt called. He smushed his face up against the glass and I busted up laughing. This boy could never stop amusing me. "Hey ," I said sitting down next to him. "Hey," he replied, clearly trying to act cool. "So how's your dad's work going?" Matt asked with curiosity in his voice. "Fine, but he's quitting today. Said he got a better job at an office closer," I replied with a smile. "MATTHEW LEE ESPINOSA!!!" I heard from behind us. We both turned around even though we already knew who it was. "Yes Carly?" Matt asked, annoyed. "WILL YOU GO OUT WITH ME??" She asked like she did everyday. "No," Matt replied plainly. Carly was about to ask another dumb question until the bus driver saved us. "Ok everyone off!" He called and we all piled out. I walked to my first period history class and sat down next to my partner, Linda. "Hey Lind-" I started but she cut me off "who's that?!!?!??" She asked pointing at a super cute boy in the front row. I had never seen him before. "I have no idea" I replied, gawking at him like an idiot. Before I knew it the bell had rung

and I was off to my next class. It felt like forever before the bell had signaled it was time for lunch. I stared at the ground in deep concentration thinking about the science test we would be having on Friday. I looked up just in time to see my face hit the wall of the cafeteria instead of walking through the door. "HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" I screamed as I felt the warm blood trickle out of my nose. "OMG ARE YOU OK???" An alarming voice asked from beside me. "We'll not really" I said backing away from the wall. "I'd take you to the nurse, but I'm not exactly sure where it is." The voice giggled. I looked up to see the extremely attractive boy from first period staring at me with a dimpled smile. "I'm Aaron" he said, smiling. "I'm Darla" I replied, blood still coming out of my nose. "OMG WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED??!?" I head Matt yell from behind Aaron. "She ran into this here wall" Aaron said calmly. Matt started busting up laughing which got the principals attention pretty quickly. "Darla Macinson, please get your bloody self to the nurses office. Your dripping blood on the nice concrete" ms. Grand requested. I nodded slowly and waddled off to the nurses. After school I took the bus home and did my homework. My dad came home with pizza and cake. "One of the ladies from the office brought me a cake as a going away present." My dad said smiling "she's actually coming over right now" he hinted. "Ok" I said grabbing a couple slices and heading to my room. I knew when my dad wanted to be alone.

It was extremely weird that Aaron had come to greenwood high At this time of year since we only had a week left before summer. The next morning I ran to the bus because I woke up late. The lady from the office, Kate, had stayed the night and I didn't get much sleep. I got there just as the bus was pulling up when my phone buzzed. I looked at the screen and read:

From: Matt 🐻:

Hey, I'm not going to school, I'm sick. Hopefully you can find someone else to sit with at lunch/on the bus. Sorry!

I texted back my favorite quote from mean girls:

To: Matt 🐻 :

Boo, you whore.