Let's Paint

My sunny life

I wake up groaning. Honestly speaking, waking up is the worst part of the day for me.I quickly showered and got ready for school. While waiting at the bustop, someone pushed me down
"what the?"
"watch where you're going blind bat!"
Just for me to look up and the person I was screaming at was one of the bullies in my school.
"Oh great" I thought. First thing in the morning, I get to see lil miss airhead's face.
Then i braced myself for her lashout.
"Ji An, you should learn to be more careful" she said in a voice so sweet it gave me toothache but i knew the venom behind those words.
"I'm sure your dead parents wouldn't want you getting hurt now, would they? "
Then she turned around and sashayed away. I couldn't take it and I said
"Kim hye jung, my parents may be dead but at least they gave birth to me with a working brain unlike yours" The expression on her face was priceless and I smirked feeling accomplished. As i walked she walked away, I knew my day wasn't about to get any better.
Well, my name is Lee JiAn and I'm 17 years in my second year of high school. I'm a black that was born and brought up in South Korea. When I was 6 years old, my dad died due to heart attack and my mum followed the next year in a car accident. I have no siblings so I'm all alone. My aunt who is my legal guardian tried persuading me to live with her but I refused and I've been living on my own ever since my parents died. However my aunt controls my inheritance my parents left me by giving me periodic allowances until I'm legal. Well I'm kinda boyish but I'm not a tomboy (crazy right?)
I'm always wearing dark clothes and my staple is jeans. I have very full brown afro and my height is 5'1.
When I got to school, I went straight to my seat and fell asleep.
"JiAnah wake up!!!!!!"
"Lee JiAn!"
I opened my eyes to see my friend Kim SunHee smiling and hitting my back. Well that explains why my back was about to break.
"What?"
"Whatever the reason is that you woke me up, it better be good" I said as I grudgingly sat up.
"JiAn I think I just saw an angel in the form of a man!"
I rolled my eyes. SunHee is always crushing on any pretty face she finds.
"Well ,who is this your angel?" I asked her trying my best not to groan.
"Uhmm, I think He is a new teacher at our school! I saw him walking with the principal"
She said grinning from ear to ear.
"Yay I hope he's our homeroom teacher" I said sarcastically then I positioned myself to sleep once more trying my best to ignore SunHee.
"Class Arise"
Urrrgh! Can't a girl get any sleep around here? I grumbled to myself .
"This is your new homeroom and also art teacher, Mr Kim Jaehyun" I heard the principal's voice saying. I reluctantly stood up to get a look and honestly speaking, I wasn't that impressed(don't blame me cuz my idea of an ideal guy is an anime character😁😅)
So, after the principal left, I positioned myself to sleep once more. But unfortunately, "Mr Jaehyun" had no intention of letting me sleep peacefully because he started blabbing on and on about himself and started class introductions(honestly speaking, he's such a blabber mouth) He was going on and on about introductions and what nots. "Geez! I just wanna sleep!" Was the only thought going through my head.
"Lee JiAn can you please repeat the last word I just said?" I grudgingly sat up right to see a scowling Mr Kim who obviously wasn't too happy with my decision to sleep in his class. I got up "I think communication is really essential" I said with a poker face. Mr Kim looked angry because I'm sure he wanted me to fail that, in order to punish me. Well Ha!
I had to force myself to stay awake through out the whole class which was torture cuz I really love sleeping. As soon as the bell rang signalling the end of English class, I put my head back on my desk in order to resume my state of unconsciousness. Well, you guessed it, I slept through out most of my classes. Now, don't get me wrong, I don't hate school. Wait, who the heck am I kidding? I hate school!
My last class was Maths and after the class, the teacher ordered me to collect the assignments and drop them on his table in the teacher's lounge.