Unexpected

Unexpected - The Opening

I guess it's normal now, waking up every morning by the ringing of an alarm clock wanting to roll over and forget the world, ignoring the noise and the ignorance of the people you'll soon be facing in that black hole, school. It's not all bad though, I have three of my best friends and a thousand other people I can't stand to look at or listen to or even speak to, but I guess that's life. When you're best friends with three of the hottest guys in school, you don't always have the best reputation, but the funny part is I don't care. They're the only reason I can even deal with school, except for 3rd and 6th period, where one of those three aren't in my class and I'm stuck dealing with the ruthless kids who won't shut up and the only thing I'm listening is what girl the guy in front of me hooked up with the previous night, let me tell you, it's unpleasant. I'm more of a laid back girl, no one knows I don't like them, I just keep the peace with everyone because I frown on confrontation. I'm a huge dreamer too, my dream is to become a singer or an author but I'm too shy to talk to cute boys how am I supposed to sing in front of people. I sing in front of my mom if that counts for anything, sometimes my dog too. Since I'm shy you're probably wondering how I'm friends with the supposed three hottest guys here. Well, it's simple, I don't know. I have no idea how I got close to these three idiots, we all had tech class together sophomore year and we always did our projects on the back table together, and ever since we've been close. It's kind of cool though, but the one, Jack Gilinsky, there's just something about him. The way he smiles I swear his jaw line could cut glass, he's amazing but no one knows I like him, maybe Jack Johnson, his other half basically. The other ones name is Sammy Wilkinson, he's your typical hottie that every girl in their right mind wants a piece of, that's probably another reason why some of the girls in this school don't like me, I have what they can never get their finger tip on but I'm not complaining. It's 5:30 in the morning and I'm wide awake, it's my last chance to breathe smoothly before I walk into that hell hole, before everything changes once again. I can't even sleep in, I'm thinking about who will bother me, annoy me and make me want to punch them in the face this school year. Probably all of the same people, plus some. I guess we'll just have to wait and see. I'm sure something will happen unexpectedly, all I know is this is my last year of high school and I'm going to make it count.