My story

Chapter; 1

I flung my hand around as I hit the alarm. The sound was irratating and I couldn't help but hit it as hard as I could to shut it up. The sun was shining through my blinds, I was trying to tell myself it was going to be a beautiful day, but I was right, and it turned out to be cold wet and my hands turning blue type of weather. I got up out of my warm bed, dreading to get out of the covers that my body heat had kept warm for the passed 9 hours, but the shower calls me.I don't want to rock up to school, smelling as though I'd just hit up the gym 5 minutes before.

I walked in to the bathroom. The only thing I was looking forqward to was the hot water. My body began to get gose bumps (A/N or goose pimples for UK people :) ) as I started to take my clothes off. I hated doing that, it felt like the worst pat of the day. I ran the water and waited for it to get warm. I ran my hand under it, splashing up icey water onto my skin. I made me shiver and get worse goose bumpes. The water begain to heat up and I jumped steped it, letting the warmth run threw my hair and down my face. I stood there for a while with my head on the wall, trying not to let my heavy eyes close.  I started to  washed my hair., I thought I'd be a good idea to wake my up.I hated washing it in the mornings though, mostly becuase it goes fluffly and annoying.  

After about 10 minutes of standing in the shower nearly falling back to sleep I thought it was time for me to get out. I opend the fogged up glass door and the cold air hit me. I was like a shock for my system. The goose bumps I had lost came back on to my warm tender skin . I took the towl the towl that I had left on the ground and wrapped it around my body. 'My eyes, are sore.' I complaned to myself. 'Sore DAMMIT' I cursed in my head.  

After a while of blow drying my hair and drying myself I could hear mums faint voice from her bed room. 'You done yet Amber?' mum yelled. He voice went weird and I could tell she was stretching . 'Almost, just wait a second, I'm doing my hair' I yelled  back trying not to lose eye contact withg the mirror, afraid I'd burn my forehead on the hot iron blades. My fringe fell into my deep green eyes and my layers were acting with me.  

I couldn't wait till I got to school; there was a new cute boy in my English , Math and Sience class' I couldn't wait to see him. He arrived yesterday; his name was something like Rhyce..Reece? I don't qutie remember. Somthing starting with R anway. But I'm pretty sure it was Reece. He already had the girls over him, asking him his Facebook. Ofcores, all the try hards are on to him like a hobo fighting with a sea gall over a chip. I want to talk to him so bad, some how get his attention and today that's what I'll try. 

I hope I don't stuff up and say anything embarrassing, a guy like him even talk to me? He had brown hair cut into a side fringe one-side covering his blue eye and he had an amazing body, that was what I could see, but I was assuming that becuase his arms were musculer. And what about me? Brown hair, green eyes, short and chubby *a/n she's not chubby. She is a very thin young lady with low self conferdance*, well, that's what Olivia says, the bully. I should really keep my hopes up, and look ready to impress! 

But these are the times I doubt myself the most. I get scared. Anxious. Worried. What if he doesn't like me? Doesn't like the way I look? Doesn't like the way I sound? Doesn't like the way I smell? I don't know, I'm scared. What if he's heard rumors about me? He doesn't like that way I have no friend. I'm a loner. Noone likes a loner.

By the time I arrived to school my hair was drenched and the bell for school to start  already went. If I had have know it was going to rain I wouldn't have even attempted to do my hair, but now it's all wavy and natural now. My hair was so nice before though. I shoved my numb hands in crounded pocket looking for my keys to unlock my freshly kicked in locker. My heart dropped when I read the words 'you will die ' wrote on my locker in black pen 'just words Amber, just words ' I said to myself bravely 'Oh S**t, I forgot my keys.' I muttered out loud. I sat on the ground, rested my back on my locker and looked up at the roof. 'Don't cry Amber, you're a strong girl, don't let them get to you.' I said to myself in my head.