Serenity

If Today Was Your Last Day

Tick tock, tick tock. I eyed the clock hanging on the wall right above the classroom door. Only 30 minutes left of my entire high school experience and trust me, I wasn't complaining. I absolutely hated school with a burning passion, but high school was definitely the worst of all. Having to fit into the cliché mold to even be somebody there, just didn't sit every well with me. I sighed in disbelief at the fact that I was about to be thrown out in the middle of adulthood with no mother to guide me. I knew my father would try his best to help me in any way possible, but how do you save someone else while you're still trying to save yourself?

I clenched my eyes closed, feeling the familiar lump coming back up and the sting of tears, making my eyes burn at the fact that I was alone in this entire journey.

A chilly hand touched my skin making me jump out of my thoughts.

"Francesca, are you okay dear?" My history teacher Mrs. Hall asked me, her voice filled with concern. I glanced around the room, realizing that I was the only one still in here.

"Oh. Y-yes. Sorry, I didn't hear the bell." I stuttered, not wanting to admit that I was having more trouble dealing with everything then I would have liked too.

I stood up trying to escape out of this room as fast as possible. "Really, Mrs. Hall. I'm okay." I snatched up all my books and end of year papers trying to prepare me for college, ignoring her pity looks and scooted past her.

"Francesca, I'm here if you need someone to talk too." She called after me. "Have a great summer and good luck with college!"

I hurriedly raced down the hall, thinking about what would happen after summer break. I didn't know if college was even something that I wanted anymore. I never knew what I wanted to major in, I was just going to go so my mother would get off my back about it but now that she's gone, there's no reason to go anymore.

"Frannie, we did it! Goodbye High School, hello college!" The familiar muscular voice of my best friend Adam sang to me as he pulled me into his embrace. "We did it," he exclaimed, as he kissed my head and just held me for a few seconds knowing me well enough to know how hard finishing school after the funeral was for me.

Adam had been my best friend since we were in diapers. Our mothers were old time friends since high school so we natural grew up together. Our parents even planned to get pregnant around the same time, making Adam's birthday in September and mine in October. Adam was what you would call an "All American boy" with his midnight jet black hair that he spikes up with gel every morning and his greyish blue eyes that look like storm clouds when you stare into them. He had the sweetest smile that made you smile right back at him whenever he smiled at you. Every girl wanted to date him and of course he chose to be my best friend making me an enemy of the female race at our school and in general because everytime we went out together, everyone naturally assumed we were together.

I was in love with him. Unimaginably head over heels in love with him. He made my heart race every time he was even near me. My skin got the chills when he touched me and his laugh sent shivers of happiness up and down my entire body. I was always overly happy when I was around him and he was definitely my saving grace every since my mother passed. Adam knew exactly what to say to keep the tears from falling and to keep a smile on my face, and with him, it was always a genuine real one.

"Yeah, we did it." I whispered back to him enjoying the company of his arms wrapped around me. I felt love from Adam, even though it's not the same kind of love that I felt for him, he loved me in some way and I felt completely safe with him.

"Lets get you home. And oh Frannie, I forgot to tell you. Tonight we're going to celebrate." Adam winked at me a glint of mischief in he eyes.

"Oh no no no, Adam. I don't want to do anything tonight. I just want to go home and crawl in bed and forget this stupid day even happened." I pleaded to him. I didn't want to go out, "out" to Adam most likely meant a party which I definitely wasn't up for. Adam always drug me out to parties with him almost every weekend, though I haven't been to a single one since mom passed. He'd make me drink and dance and act like I was having a good time while he partied up next to any girl he could get his hands on. Adam loved the girls and the partying and everything that goes along with it. Me on the other hand, just liked to stay home and drink coffee while reading a nice book.

"You're going, Fran. No exceptions." He laughed, slipping his hand in mine and intertwining his fingers with him, pulling me towards the door. I couldn't help but notice the way his hand made me feel warm inside like my heart was the sun sending beans of warmth and happiness throughout my veins.

I knew that I would end up going. I always ended up going for him.

***

I look like a whore, I thought to myself as I admired my reflection. I was wearing a black short skirt that barely covered my ass with a black tank top that had silver jewels outlining the neck. I had a leather jacket over my shoulders just in case the air got chilly while we were out. I had also slipped on my silver pumps that clasped at my ankles so that they wouldn't slip off throughout the night.

I wanted to look hot to Adam for once instead of just girl he thought of as his best friend. I wanted to him to want me in the same way that I wanted him.

I sighed, taking one last glance at the mirror before going over to the bed to wait for Adam to come pick me up. I didn't have a good feeling about that night. I had a overwhelmingly bad feeling in the pit of my stomach that something awful was going to happen to me. It's just your anxiety. You get anxious about everything.

"Francesca, Adam's here." My father shouted up at me.

"Okay. Coming." I stood up ignoring the horrific feelings I kept getting. I refused to ruin mine or Adam's night. This would be the night that I confessed my feelings for him and I didn't want my psychotic overreacting mind to get in the way of that. I shook the feelings out of my head as I strutted down the stairs to face hopefully the best night of my life.

A/N: Hey guys! Sorry it's taken me so long to update. I've had a ton of stuff going on this past week and have been super busy that I just haven't had the time to post. I'll definitely be posting more frequently now though! Thanks for everyone's patience's with me and I hope y'all enjoyed! Let me know what you thought!:)