Meeting Jordan

Part Two- School Sucks

Same thing I said in the first chapter. (P.S.Will be adding another chapter tomorrow, and also start making the chapters much longer!) Lots of love from Yoda, byee

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Present day...

BANG BANG BANG- I wake up to the sound of my dad banging on my door, which is the result of me sleeping in late again. "I'm up!" I yell annoyed and slide down to my floor, where Chloe decides to accompany me. Today is Monday, which means the second week of school at West Shore High in California. I groan and turn to cuddle Chloe, sliding my fingers into her fur and resting my head against the side of my bed. I lay there a good ten minutes dozing off until Chloe jumps up and runs to my door, looking over at me and wagging her tail exuberantly. I flounder around on my floor dramatically before sitting up and checking the time. Crap. I only have 20 minutes until the bell rings. I stand up and pull my hair into a messy bun, running unsteadily into my bathroom. I quickly wash my hair and brush my teeth, I have no time to shower thanks to sleeping in half an hour. Chloe barks impatiently from my bedroom and I walk out, grabbing a pair of skinny jeans, clean underwear and a nice black shirt. I grab my shoes and bag before opening my door, watching Chloe run happily out of my room. I follow her, not nearly as happy as her and pull on my socks and shoes. We run into the kitchen, where I grab a granola bar and dump an unhealthy amount of doggy kibbles into her bowl. I kiss her head and run out the door, sliding into the passenger seat and smiling sheepishly at my dad. "Don't forget to take Chloe for a short walk." I remind him and chew on my granola bar, checking the time every 20 seconds. "You look nice today." my dad compliments and I flip open the visor, shrieking when I see my hair. I start laughing when my dad swerves and I pull the elastic out of my hair. Thank god I took a shower and straightened my hair last night. I brush through my hair quickly and dig around in my bag until I find black eyeliner. I carefully apply it around my eyes as he pulls up to the school, stopping at the entrance. "Thanks dad." I tell him and kiss his cheek, hopping out of the car and grabbing my bag "Love you!" I call, dashing into the school. I burst into my first class, geometry, a good five minutes late and slink to my seat. "Any good excuse why you are late to my class, every day for the past week Ms.Jordan?" My geometry teacher, Mrs.Wallas, asks me. I shrug and look around while she glares, turning back to her chalkboard and snatching up the chalk "Detention after school Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday." she tells me and then goes back to writing equations on the board. Geometry was boring and I rest my head in my arms, sleeping through class. The bell rings and I jerk up, grabbing my bag and heading to my next class, which was art.