Teenage hearts

Just the begining

Impossible Love

I shiver in the cool March night breeze as I walk down the road in my mix matched converse, damp musky smelling cloths, un-brushed hair, and smudged mascara and not to mention my shirt was inside out. I was having the worst day of my life, but first let me start from the beginning.

14 hours earlier: 5:30 AM, Tuesday March 15th

"Anna honey! The buss is going to be here soon!" I heard my mother's smooth voice from downstairs.

I shot up in my bed, a little dizzy from sitting up so fast. I whipped my head to my bedside table and grabbed my phone.

"5:50! SHIT!" I yelled to myself. I peeled my white comforter off of me and I hoped out of bed and started to run to my bathroom but I soon found myself on the ground. "Wtf?" I questioned to myself in a whisper. As I lay on my stomach propped up on my elbows as I caught myself, I looked behind me and saw my little cousins stuffed animal that she left here after I babysat her yesterday. Well great, I just tripped over it and got a huge bruise on my knee.

I got up and then ran into the bathroom. I didn't have time to shower so I grabbed a hair elastic and put my long brown hair up in a ponytail. I was pulling it through when 'SNAP!' it broke. Yay. I looked all over for another one but of course it was my last one. I decided just to move onto my makeup. I looked around. "Where is it?!" then I remembered that my makeup was on my dresser because when I baby sat my cousin she wanted a makeover. I walked back onto my room when I stepped on something hard and I heard a crack.

I stopped and looked down. I. just. Snapped. My. Only. Hairbrush. Well shit.

I ran over and grabbed only my mascara and started to put it on really quickly. And then I sneezed. And there was black all over my face.

I opened the drawer where I keep my makeup remover. I grabbed the bottle and a cotton ball. I tipped the bottle upside down and shook. But it was empty. I tried taking it off with my fingers but that just made it worse.

"Honey, the buss comes in 3 minutes. Me and your dad are leaving for work! I love you!"

"I'm going to miss the buss!" I kept screaming to myself in my head. I know what you're thinking. I'm a 17 year old girl why don't I just drive myself to school?

Easy, I failed the driving test.

I ran to my closet and threw on a random t shirt and a pair of jean shorts. I grabbed my converse and quickly laced them up without bothering to put socks on. I grabbed a thin sweat shirt then I grabbed my backpack and ran out the door without getting breakfast.

I started to run down the road to my bus stop I was about halfway there until I saw the yellow bus drive away. Great. Now I have to walk and I live 3 miles away from my high school.

By the time I got there it was second hour wish was English for me. I walked in and sat near my two best friends Chloe and Nole.

"Uhm, I know I'm not a girl or anything but you don't look good today" Conner said "with anything" he continued.

"And what's up with the different colored converse?" Chloe questioned while looking down at my shoes then looked up at me. I gave her a questioning look and I furrowed my eye brows together and took a look for myself.

I put on two different colored converse. I faced forward in my desk and put my head down on it and groaned then rubbed my face. The teacher walked in and everyone just keept talking.

She walked around the classroom doing something but I didn't care.

"Anna, do you have your essay?"

I shot my heat up and looked at her. Oh my god. I completely forgot. It was on my laptop and I was going to print it out this morning ut we all know what happened.

"Uhh, uhm, well, no." I said quietly.

"If you forget an assignment one more time I'm going to have to give you a detention" she left it at that and walked away. She sat at her desk and started to take attendance.

She kept looking around and checking people's names off.

"Anna? Were you here first hour?"

"Uhm, no"

"Do you have a pass for being late?"

"Uhh, no"

"Please go down to the office and get one"

I rolled my eyes to myself and got up.

I walked into the office and stood in front of the overly tall wooden desk.

"Hello Anna, what do you need?" Mrs. Miler asked.

"I need a pass for missing first hour"

"She wrote it up then opened up her record book to record it.

"Looks like you have been late too many times. I'm going to have to give you a detention.

I rubbed my face in frustration and then took the pink slip from her hand and walked back to English.

The rest of the day went the same way. At lunch I got spaghetti pilled all over me and I didn't have a lunch or lunch money. There were three pop quizzes that I knew none of the answers too. And obviously all the looks I was getting from people, because, well, we all know what I look like.

A/N: hi! So this is a new story. ITS NOT A FAN-FICTION! It's just a love story. We not just. It's good, I hope. But please read and enjoy and I have a lot planned for later in the story!

Xoxo -A