BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP
CRASH
BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEEEEEEEEEE
I fucking hate my alarm clock. I get my lazy ass up out of my bed and walk across the room to throw out the third alarm clock this month. I should really start using the snooze button. But then again, if I hit the snooze button I'd never be to school on time.
I could live with the guilt.
I walk to my small bathroom and shower before walking to my closet and picking out my outfit for the day. I decide on a black crop top with a white and black flannel over top of it, a pair of jeans and black 'converse' wedges.
Because I'm lazy, I just brushed my hair out and left it down. I brush my teeth and grab a granola bar before heading out of my bedroom. I always have a stash of random breakfast stuff so my big brother doesn't eat all the food in the house.
I reach the bottom of the stairs, grab my backpack and check my phone.
7:30
Right on schedule my friends. I walk out the door and see my dad outside on the porch. At least he's asleep. I walk past him and down the steps onto the sidewalk. I walk down the street and turn before stopping at my friend Jamie's house. She knows what I go through most mornings, but knows how scared I am, because she went through the same thing before she was put in foster care. Luckily she was adopted by her new family and they accepted both her, and I as daughters.
"Hurry up Jame!"
"I'm coming! I'm coming!" She yells before grabbing her keys and tossing them to me. I drive her car, because I love to drive and she sucks at it. I hop in the front seat and start up the old thing. Jamie gets in on the passenger side and closes the door. Then I start the drive to school.
We make it with about ten minutes to spare and I pull into our usual parking spot. We get out and we go to school.
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The day was boring to say the least. It was lunch time now and nothing interesting happened in the hallway, nothing happened in class, today was pretty bland for high school. Jamie, Kelli, Collin and I all sit down at our table before the queen of drama shows up at our table.
"Well if it isn't the three losers and the gay boy."
"Fuck off Marissa. I'm not in the mood for your shit today, as surprising as it may seem."
"Oh is the poor baby gonna cry?"
"No. But I will knock your pretty little teeth out if you don't take a step back."
"Honey, you don't tell me what to do." She snarls, but steps back anyway.
I smirk, "No duh captain obvious. If I did and actually gave a shit about whatever the fuck you do, you wouldn't be such a stuck up bitch."
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