The Bad Boy

another day at school.

Brooke's POV

I woke up to the annoying sound of my alarm clock, hitting  the snooze button , I got up. I walked into my bathroom and opened up my cabinet,  I grabbed a face cloth and my bar of soap, and then washed my face. I put on my bright orange glasses and began combing out my knotty hair. I put it into a messy bun and then brushed my teeth and walked back into my room. I opened up my closet that was filled with clothes that I've had for years. I decided on wearing a pair of dark brown skinnys, a white polo, and my moccasins, the usual for me. I grabbed my Ipod from the dock and put it into my bag. I walked downstairs and threw two peices of bread into the toaster. As I sat down and turned on my Ipod, I began  listening to " Kiss You" from 1D when my mom walked into the kitchen, frowning as usual.

"Morning mom" I said and took out my ear buds.

"Morning Brooke. Listen, tonight your father and I are going out for a little while, you should hang out with Isabella , instead of staying home and studying" she said checking her hair and makeup in her pocket mirror, I sighed and rolled my eyes. My toast popped up just in time because I didn't want to here about how I "study too much" or" I need to get out more" . I stood up and got out the jam. I put jam on my toast and grabbed my school bag.

"Bye mom"I said and pecked her cheek. She waved goodbye and I walked to my bus stop,  chewing on my pieces of toast. I saw all the kids that went to my school staring at me, like always, so I put my music back on. The bus came and I sat by myself and stared out the window. When we finally got to school, I put my Ipod away and walked into the building. It was filled with kids of all different races and different groups. There were the popular kids, the in between kids, and then the nerds, just like me. I walked over to my locker and grabbed my books for first period.

"Hey" Isabella said smiling next to me.

"Why are you so happy?" I questioned. She chuckled.

"Because guess who is new cheer leading captain?" 

"I'm gonna take a wild guess and say you?" she smiled and jumped up and down. She wanted to be a cheerleader for as long as I could remember.I smiled and hugged her.

"Isabella, why are you hugging that nerd?" Joshua said from behind her. Joshua and Isabella were dating, although I couldn't stand him.

"Josh, shut up" she said and glared at him.

"Come on babe, we have class" he said and grabbed her by her waist.

"Not like you listen anyway" I mumbled.

"I do listen, I'm a genius" he said proudly.

"The only genius I know with an IQ of 50. Bye Bella" I said and walked away. I laughed at my own joke and made my way into class.I sat down and looked up at the teacher. She smiled at me and I gave one back. I was all the teacher's favorites because they loved how I turned in my work on time and actually put thought behind my answers. Everyone else began sitting down.

"Okay class, settle down now " Ms. Jones said. 

"As you all know, we had our annual Mind Olympics competition. And the winner would be put on the school's website with their scoring and their overall performance. Well, the winning student was Ms. Pettaway" she said clapping and smiling. I gave a weak smile. I don't want anymore attention as far as academic wise. I have enough.

"Congratulations Ms. Pettaway I am very proud of you. Now, to World History " she said and picked up a piece of chalk. I took out my notebook and began writing down notes. I then felt a piece of paper bounce off of my arm. I picked it up from the floor and opened up the crumbled paper. It said : Congrats brainiac, just another reason why people don't like you.

Those comments are unnecessary and they make me hate how smart I am. But I do regret winning that  competition now. So far, it ruined my day, and my chances to be a normal teenager and not a brainiac.