discovered [m.c]

02

[scarlett]

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I wake up the next morning, in a worse mood than the previous morning. I couldn't sleep at all last night because the only thing on my mind was Michael. What was his problem? I don't know what his problem is, but I'll just have to deal with him for as long as I can stand it.

I walk to my bathroom and decide against doing anything special with my outfit and hair today. I put my hair in a ponytail down my back, and put on sweatpants, a long sleeve shirt, and my vans of course.

I grab my bag, and head downstairs, to my mom and brother. As I'm fixing to grab my moms keys she says,

"No you're not driving my car today," she says, with a weird expression painted on her face.

"Um why not?" I ask her, as she begins the smile wide.

"This is why not," she says as she pulls out another pair of keys from her pocket. "It's your senior year, and I thought that you deserved it after such a tough year-"

"Oh my god Mom thank you so much!" I say wrapping my arms around my mothers neck and kissing her cheek. I run outside to the driveway, to see the car I've been wanting since I got my license. And it's mine. Mine.

My mom walks out of the house with my little brother behind her.

"I'll take Eathan to school today, you just have fun in your new car,"

I run to my mom and give her one last hug before getting in my car. I start the engine, and back out of the driveway. I inhale deeply to smell the new car smell, and sigh. I have my own car. No more having to drive my moms old car around.

I pull into the parking lot of the school, and spot Luke walking in. I lock the car, and run to catch up to him.

"Hey," he says as I walk beside him.

"Hi," I say but it comes out more as an excited yelp. "Guess what I got?"

"Herpes?" He guesses and laughs.

"No!" I say smacking his arm. I hold out the keys and shake them in excitement.

"Damn," he says. "I wish I had my own car, I'm stuck driving my moms old range rover around,"

"I had the same problem. But at least you have your own ride, right?"

"Yes I guess it's better than taking the bus,"

We walk side by side to English, and take our seats, were the first ones in the class, so we just talk about stuff until, everyone gets there. Michael walks in last of course, and looks pissier than ever. He's dressed in his usual band shirt, and black skinny jeans.

He slumps down in his seat, and huffs out a breath.

"I wonder what his problem is," I whisper to Luke and he laughs.

Mr Jones walks in a tells us we can do what ever we like for the rest of the class, which I'm guessing isn't anything new.

The class is taken up by me and Luke talking, and Michael being an asshole. I've learned so far, that Luke, is in a band and he can play guitar. I'm guessing that the others in his band are Calum and Ashton.

"you'll have to take me to a practice sometime," I tell him smiling.

"Most definitely," he says.

Before I know it class is over, and I'm standing from my seat, and grabbing my bag. I race to the door, only to get knocked over, by none other than Michael, who doesn't even bother to help me up. I feel a hand help up from behind.