'GOOD MORNING..! THIS IS YOUR ALARM..!GOOD MORNING..!' my alarm continued repeating those lines until I got my ass outta bed.
Swinging my legs round off of the bed and ran to the bathroom picking up a towel on the way in. Quickly showering off I dried my hair and mussed it up a bit in hope of adding even slight volume. Glancing in the mirror I added a slick of lipgloss and a coating of mascara to my dark lashes.
Back in my bedroom I searched through my closet and slipped on my white high-waisted 'sailor' shorts and tucked in my navy blue tank top; quickly adding my cropped stone washed denim jacket and red louboutins I rushed downstairs into my car and sped to school.
Rushing into the main doors I made my way down to my first class.
Right, it's my first day - but hey I can do this.
I am a smart, independent woman- er seventeen year old; and hey, if all else fails, I still have a degree in English literature.
Rounding the last corner to the classroom I walked in and watched as all the classes eyes turned to me and stayed on me.
Pushing past a group of unsuspecting students I sat down on the teachers desk and waited in silence until someone spotted me perched haphazardly there.
'Hey hotstuff! Come park yourself on my lap - that's the teachers desk!' Parker Brenston the most popular guy in senior year stated.
'Funnily enough I know' I stated, letting thick sarcasm coat my voice.
Standing up straight I swept my gaze around the classroom.
'Good morning class. I'm your new English Lit. teacher - so nice to meet you all.'
