The Senior (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 1

Now let me tell you another fact about me, my morning alarm looks like this:

7:00 (wake up)

7:05 (ok nice 5 minute of sleep now get up)

7:10 (ok just skip the breakfast, you'll eat it while running for the bus.)

7:15 (GET THE HELL UP YOU IDIOT)

Yep I leave notes on my alarms (the most annoying ringtone on the whole entire world, a damn rooster since from the old school) 

And If I'm lucky enough, when my mom notices the absence of the only body she has to feed in her kitchen at that hour, she'll just run up the stairs and wake me up. But don't be confused with the kind of "Goodmorning Sunshine, it's such a lovely day today for school, get up" and then ending that beautiful intro with a kiss on the cheek. 

Yeah, I wish...

"Heaven wake up for God's sake, it's late I'm gonna get late, THE BREAKFAST IS IN THE KITCHEN BYE HONEYYYY" and than she'll just leave the door open, and run down the stairs her voice echoing the whole house, because she has to work too. The things worked like this in Texas, and I'm sure they're going to work the same in Indiana 

Today is the lucky day, it's 7:05 and I woke up with an eye opened and the other closed. I sit up in my bed scratching my head, and examining the room, like it's going to change overnight. My eyelids feel so heavy and seriously I wouldn't wake up for some good couple of days If I were to lay my head on that pillow again. I jerk the covers away and when I am ready to get up, my long feet get tangled in this damn sheets and I almost fall in the ground with my face.

That'd be such a lovely start.

Anyway, I put the covers on the bed once again, and get up from the floor. I see myself in the mirror and it's one of those days where I'm scared from what I see. My hair is literally everywhere dancing in my head wildly, the shirt I sleep in is way too big it goes mid-thigh, a bit of my mascara is smudged and falling down my eyes, because someone can't remember to take off the only piece of makeup she puts  in her face. I'm just not the type of girl who sleeps with cucumbers on her eyes and the green crap on her whole face. My skin survived without that for 16 years so why put it? 

I wash my face, teeth, hands, and get out of the bathroom, to put a plain white shirt and a pair of jeans on. My hair is in no way coping with me today so a thin beanie would do the trick for my wires. I put a pair of white converse, my backpack, and I'm good to go. 

I sit down and for the first time in months eat breakfast SAT DOWN. In Texas i'd have to eat it on the run, but today I need my brain to function to all this novelty in my life.

After eating some good breakfast, I run to the bus and really hope it hasn't left, but no it was there. Who goes to high school with the bus? I do. Because it's hell far and I don't have a car. When I first came to Indiana I was really hoping I wouldn't have to deal with the bus shit I dealt in Texas, but nope, the same old thing. Yeah some things never change. 

I go into the bus and seriously you could count the people in it. I bet they are all freshman, because as I know until they get to know high school better, they'll ask to get a car instead of going with a bus. So yeah I'm probably the only sophomore here. 

I sit wherever I can, and put my headphones on. I seriously want to calm my brain down until I have to deal with a whole new thing...

A/N : I hope I haven't made any mistake, please be patient next chapter we're going to really enter into the story. 5+ votes for the next chapter. <3