"IRIS WAKE UP!" my mother shouts, obviously annoyed "YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!"
I sighed, I hate Mondays. And Tuesdays. And Wednesdays, and so on. There is nothing worse then going to school.
I finally got out of bed and slipped on my paint stained clothes. My hair, being curlier than ribbons on Christmas gifts, doesn't like to cooperate with me in the morning. I put it up in a messy bun then went downstairs, grabbed my backpack, and got in the car.
It's just another stupid day.
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Artsy (a Jack Johnson fanfic)
FanficIris is an outcast, and you know why. She likes books, art, and rock music, unlike any of the other girls in her grade. She knows that she has no chance with the new guy in her grade. Or at least that's what she thinks.
