The Fighter and the Basketball player

Chapter 2

I had woken up with the annoying sound of my phone alarm, it was five thirty so I had to be out the door in thirty minutes. I internally rolled my eyes at the thought of school and stood up, the floor actually warm for some weird reason. I walked over to my closet, trying to figure out what I was going to wear to school. I ended up deciding on a plain grey shirt, pair of skinny jeans, and a  red and white flannel tied at my waist. Walking into the bathroom, I put my hair into a messy bun and brushed my teeth, afterward I walked back to my room grabbing my phone, headphones along with slinging my backpack over my shoulder. I grabbed a pair of socks and tennis shoes, walking out of my room and to the garage door, where I set down everything in hand and put on my socks and Addidas. I picked up my items again, this time grabbing Adira's keys and walking into the garage. I walked to my car and sat in the driver's seat, setting my bag in the passenger seat. I turned on Adira and let the touch screen load as I yawned, pressing a button on the remote control that was attached to the bottom of my rearview mirror. The garage door slowly opened as I searched for the nearest Whataburger in my GPS. One pulled up less than five minutes away including possible traffic as I internally cheered. I set Whataburger as my destination and pulled out of the driveway, Adira telling me where to go.

In less than ten minutes I was sitting in the Whataburger parking lot, cinnamon roll in hand along with a medium coffee. I had parked so I could open the cinnamon roll and search up the school in Adira's GPS. In less than no time I was on the road again, to school.

In around twenty minutes I had arrived at school, I purposely got here 45 minutes early, knowing barely anyone would be here to see the new girl with her Tesla. Though I knew that eventually, the students would learn about my car I wanted to push away the moment as much as possible. Already in the parking lot were a few different models of a Chevy. Along with a Porche. If someone here had a Porche I hoped that when they learned I had a Tesla they wouldn't freak out. And don't even get me started on what would happen if someone did something to my Adira. Shit. Would. Go. Down. People would die, and I'm not joking. I powered off Adira, grabbing my school bag, where my phone and its headphones were shoved inside, and stepped out of Adira. Expecting a super badass cutscene? Don't. I tripped on my foot no less than one step away from Adira after I closed and locked her and put her keys securely in my backpack. Yep. Super badass, I know. I got up and looked around awkwardly, before walking towards the school. In my backpack pocket, I had placed the map and my schedule along with my locker number. I pulled all three papers out and first looked for my locker, apparently on the second floor of the school. Joy. Stairs. 

I made my way up the flight of stairs, easily finding my locker after getting to the second floor. Opening the locker I now looked at my schedule, shoving the paper with my locker information in my backpack pocket. Chem...Facs of life...Math...Reading. I had lunch after Facs of life (FOL), and the passing periods were 15 minutes. Why were the hell the passing periods so long? So someone could do a quicky in the janitors closet? Oh don't deny it, you were thinking the same thing. I hope so... The school ran on a, A day, B day schedule. So instead of having eight classes in one day, you only had four. But that meant longer classes. So... more pain. I decided to give myself a tour of the school, to figure out where all my classes are before the school day actually started.  The classes weren't hard to find, but I would be walking up and down stairs most of the day. Sounds fun. Yay. I hope you hear that sarcasm dripping from my words, otherwise you would have thought I was some crazy person. Or not. That could work too. Am I seriously talking to myself right now? See? Do you see what school does to you? 

Looking at the time I learned that I had only passed twenty minutes and still had to wait around fifteen for school to technically start. People were slowly starting to arrive at the school. I looked through a window on the second floor, looking at my car to make sure that nobody touches her. I parked on the edge of the parking lot so only one person would have to park next to me. I soon saw who would. Next, to me, someone parked a Koenigsegg Agera RS. That is one expensive ass car. I wanted to see who would step out of that car. Next, to the car, more Porche's started to park themselves, two more to be exact. According to all the movies I watched, three boys would walk out of those cars. And, as you could've guessed I was right. Out of the Agera RS stepped a boy with brown hair, I couldn't see what color his eyes were, but I could just barely see his face from the window. He had a defined jawline, and his smile was the signature white teeth smile. Out of the Porche's were two boys with defined cheekbones, one had blonde hair and the other had dirty blond colored hair. I will not deny it, they were a group of well-looking guys, and that's probably why girls suddenly decided to crowd them. I shook my head, realizing what a cliche school I was now attending.