"AHHH!" I yelled as I sat up. I start to look frantically until my eyes land on my mom. I sighed in relieve realizing that she was waking me up, but for what? She's usually at work whenI'm awake.
"Yes?" I ask with a sleepy voice as I lay back down and cover my face with my pillow. My brown hair also irritating me and my Legs spread out into a weird position. I'm not a morning person at all.
"Today is the first day of school." She sang and I groan. I hate school. School is basically the product of hell and prison combined.
"Hurry up and get dressed. You got an hour." She ordered as she walked away closing my door softly. I lay there for a couple of moments, staring into the pillow regretting stay up all night until 4 am. Groaning, I push my pillow to the side as well as my sheets and sit up. I spring of my bed to snap back into reality and walk over to my closet and snached my uniform off the hanger as I **quickly slipped it on. in the mirrior fixing my light Brown basic hair then sigh in defend that ;/my hair just hates me.
Ponytail it is.
I walk out the room, closing the door behind me and walked toward the bathroom. I brush my teeth and walk out to see my mom by the door waiting for me to come out.
"Please, don't take long." I tell her and she nods walking into the bathroom grabbing her makeup bag from the cabinet. I walk down stairs to find a plate of scramble eggs and bacon on the kitchen table. I did a silence yes and quickly ate my food feeling satisfied with my meal. I look at the time to see 8:04 pm on the cable box in the living room. School starts at 8:15 and I don't want to be late, so I grabbed my book bag and headed toward the door.
"Bye mom! Love you." I yelled and slammed the door singling that I have left the building. As I walk down the sidewalk, I start talking to myself. I'm the only child and an introverted so the only people I talk to is myself since I have no siblings. It's not that I hate people, it's just a reflex that I had and still have ever since I could remember. About mid way of walking to my new high school, I bring up the topic of my... dad. See, they got divore when I was one so I don't have any memories about him at all. I don't know anything about him thanks to my mom. Believe me when I say I love her, but she hates the topic about him and only tells me not to worry about it, but thats kinda hard when everyone else in the world has a father! It not a sensitive topic, to be honest I rather not have him in my life, but the fact that I know nothing about him is just boiled my blood.
I calmed myself down as I approach the school. The school is a brick building and it has the words graved into it Phoenix Drop High. In front of the school there were a lot of people. Now heres the thing, huge crowds are scary, so as I approached school I found a beautiful purple leaf tree that was like 10 feet tall. I had 20 minutes until the school bell rung, so I looked up and started to climb the tree in front of me. I reached the top and not a single drop sweat is on my body. I laid on a branch that was surprisingly comfortable as I felt the wind blow in my hair softly while I closed my eye feeling the wind brush on my cheeks. Nature is very calming to me and with that, I fell a sleep.
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