Change of Plans

Chapter 1

I walked the halls wondering what I should wear tonight.
I know.
Super basic girl type of thing. But I can't help it. Romeo Lockheart was going to be there. If you don't remember, he has been the love of my life ever since we made eye contact last week. Don't judge. But the universe has already decided that we belong together. I'm Juliet. As in: wait for it... Romeo and Juliet. So don't mind me already picking out the shade of roses at our wedding. I'm just kidding. Maybe...
Well thanks for making me late to class. I'm running to AP Algebra when Chase runs up to me and pushes me into a closet. No, we're not going to fuck. He's been my bestfriend since birth. Our moms were next to each other in the hospital and they really hit it off. If he wasn't gay, we would probably be dating.

"Super important question that could determine if I die alone," Chase said basically spitting on me.
What the hell did this Mcshit nugget want?
I was also not in the best mood so this did not help the situation
"What the hell do you want Mcshit nugget?"
"Should I go with the red or the green shirt tonight?"
I really didn't care but since he's been with me through everything, I have to help the guy out.
"Green. It makes your eyes look amazing."
    "Great thanks!"

Since he made me miss the beginning of math(hell), I spent the rest of the lesson trying to catch up on whatever the fuck we're learning. I mean, what even is the point of this? Because, I want to become an artist and when in the world am I going to have to know anything of algebra. It's not like I need to solve equations to decide what color the background should be.

As soon as I'm out of that shithole, I make my way over to Biology. To you my day may be going by slow, but I can promise you it feels like a lifetime to me. Everyday does. It's the same routine every day. Same schedule, same lunch, same people, same dumb shit. But it's not like I can do anything about it. I can't just email America and be like
"Hey, your system sucks and I honestly think you should change it.
From, a 16 year old girl"

But you get my point.

I walk out of the school 5 hours after total hell. I failed my Bio test and got yelled at by the teacher for putting A for every answer. What else am I supposed to do? Study? Haha. Funny. But she said that if I don't get my grades straight, I can't compete in this year's Annual National Art Competition. This is the first year I've been accepted to compete and if I can't compete, I might as well become a hobo on the street. So, I actually have to try in school now. What a waste of my abilities.

I see Chase across the courtyard and make my way over to him. We meet up everyday after school for coffee at Dunkin Donuts. Way better than Starbucks if you ask me. We talk about our day since we're not in any of the same classes or even the same lunch. Pretty sad considering he's like my only friend. Also considering he's very popular and has about 500000 friends besides me. It makes me feel really special. (I'm being sarcastic if you couldn't tell.) But I am his closest friend, as he always says, and I have to believe him.

"Chase!" I yell to get him to look over at me for once. If he ever looks up from his phone, it would be a miracle.

"Oh hey, what's up? You ready to go?" He responds.
"Yeah! Let's go amigo!"

It's a short walk to the coffee so we just talk about our classes on the way. Chase, ironically, got a perfect score on his History test. Must feel nice...

But the only thing I know about the human body is that when you're heart stops, you die. And that's what I wish would've happened to me in that exact moment.