the broken hearted girl

Chapter thirteen - i want to move on.

~alysha~

im just going to ignore this pathetic blackmail, i mean whats the point in responding?

thats exactly what they want.

well they're not getting what they want, not this time.

they can expose my 'secret' for all i care, my lifes a huge fuck up anyway.

yes it will cause rumours around the school, but i only have to stay there for another couple of months, and i can easily black it out, or just ignore it, but hopefuly i won't react like how i did towards jacob.

that was a bad move.

i kinda felt guilty, but i don't regret it.

im just going to go to bed and chill.

***

the next morning u woke up, i wasn't tired for a change, its just like normally every morning i wake u[ i always feel tired and cranky, well not today.

i've got school.. maybe i should see what the time is.

7:30

shit. school starts in an hour, and i have to get there still, im going to be late.

i don't even know what im wearing.

talk about disorganised.

i literally opened my waredrobe, and pulled all my school clothes out on to my bed.

trousers or skirt?

skirt.

im a skirt girl, i hate wearing trousers to school.

i picked my other clothes, and got dressed.

i needed to hurry up, i had twenty minutes left before i had to leave, yet i haven't even done my hair or makeup.

i. can't. be. late.

i've already gotten in enough trouble this last week, i don't want to add anymore onto the pile.

i done my hair and makeup as quick as i could, and i still ran over.

Look's like im running to school, fun times.

i need the exercise anyway.

***

i finally got to school, after all that trouble, i really need to stop over sleeping, its just ruining my schuedule.

i don't know why i keep saying that i have scheudule, because i don't, i'm not even organised enough to stick to a schuedule, my life's just too busy and complicated for that.

at the very moment i arrived at the school gates, the bell went.

So i don't even get to socialise?

lesson one: miss jenkins.

fuck sake, lowe. can't be bothered for that lesson, actually i can't be bothered for her! i swear she hates me, or dislikes me someway. I can just tell by that horrible,cold glare she gives me, its horrible.

i can't bunk, or it means more trouble.

i went to the stupid lesson.

jay.

i have to sit next to jay.

i haven't even seen him since my dads died.

shit.

this is going to be an awkward conversation, awaiting for me.

Somehow i need to aviod it, i want to aviod it. I want to aviod him.