Really? Me?

Chapter 1

BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP!!

Ugh, my stupid alarm always goes off exactly when I don't want it to. And the worse thing is that it's Monday. Yay life!!

Why is it that when you wake up, that your bed become soooo comfy?

I get up and walk over to my mirror. I let out a little yelp because I look like my hair was sucked in by a hairdryer. Yes, it's that bad.

I brush my hair and teeth and pick out my clothes. Since Freshman year, I have been going with the style of hipster. Now don't think I'm one of those fake hipsters that wear crazy weird outfits and look high all the time. I'm just a normal 'wears glasses even though I have 20x20 vision' hipster.

I run down stairs to eat breakfast because if I don't, I will be very scary. Like if you look at me, you will pee your freaking pants kind of scary.

My monster, I mean brother, oh who am I kidding, I mean monster comes up and eats me bacon. Now I don't know about you, but no one takes my food, especially my bacon.

"Mey my pacon." I say with a mouth full.

"Don't talk with your mouth full," my mother tells me. "You are a lady, so act like it."

I grab my backpack and keys and yell bye to everyone, but of course no one says anything. Love you too, family.

I drive up to school and I spot my best friend right away. Well, it's hard not because of her bright blue hair.

"Hey Claire," she screams from the front entrance.

"Hi Lexie. Still the same psycho blue headed person as yesterday?" I ask. What can I say, my bacon was stolen from me.

"Are you the same grumpy old bitch as always?" she retorts. normally if anyone else said this I would have slap them across their face, but this is Lexie. We known each other since kindergarten and she has been with me through thick and thin.

"Yup. But today I have an excuse: my brother took my bacon!" I muster the best puppy dog face that I can.

"Oh come on. You don't want to be late, do you?"

This gets me going. I have never in my life missed a day of school or have been late to a class. Call me geeky or a nerd but it turned into a pet peeve to be late.

I sprint inside and rush to my locker. First class is math. Great way to start the day right? Just as I'm about to step inside the safety of the classroom someone knocks me down and you will never believe who I knocked into.