Everything i didn't say // 5sos

5

Monday.

Today was monday. A week after the party. Lets say after that I was pretty much grounded for the entire week no phone, no visit to my friends. But somehow I didn't mind, it gave me a chance to catch up on all my summer assignments I had for school that I didn't do all summer.

I was still upset with Brooke and Andrea with what happened at the party. How could they leave me without telling me? its enough that theyre obviously keeping something from me.

I got out of bed, following my daily routine of heading straight to the shower, brushing my teeth, putting on light make-up. Im not that type of person that likes to put on pounds of make up. Straightening my medium lenght brown hair perfectly, parting it on the side.

I was one of type of people that actually liked to look presentable unless its one of those days where mother nature likes to visit then I just look like absolute hell and its very much obvious. But it wasnt one of those days and I was very much glad.

Picking out my first day of school outfits was always the hard part because I didnt want to look like I try too hard or anything.

Walking in my closet I find black crop top that hugs my neck with a red and black flannel with my black skinny jeans matching with my bright red vans.

Looking in the mirror, I was sorta proud of how well I got ready in less than half hour. I usually take longer.

Walking down the stairs toward the kitchen, I noticed my bright red case with my fone in it. I ran straight towards it not like I was expecting any texts from anyone besides Brooke or Andrea, well because it was my baby.

"I dont want this happening again Jordan" I heard my mum say behind me.

"I know, it wont happen again" I said but more to myself. I really didn't want a repeat of that night.

Eating breakfast was not my favorite meal of the day but my mum understood, she was that way also. Instead of a full meal breakfast, she only makes me drink a smoothie that has all the nutrients I would have when I have a regular full meal breakfast. It doesnt taste so good but its good enough.

God mothers.

Finishing up my morning routine, walking to my car. My mum insisted on taking me to school this morning in case something happens. Normally id take the subway and get off to walk a few blocks to get to school, it wasn't as bad as everyone would think.

School wasnt very far by car, just about 15 minutes with no traffic. But through subway it take a little longer but I really didn mind the time because either way, I would get there on time. Of course theyre were those few times that I would barely make it by the bell but I made it so I don't really worry.

Walking into school this year was a bit different. It was the start of Junior year and this was a new me.

Past this door was everything I have been trying to avoid all summer but I knew I couldnt any longer. Opening the door, I see everybody, the jocks being sorrounded by the top varsity cheer girls of the school by the lockers, the nerds in one corner, the weird strange hippies in the other corner. Then there was me, I didnt really fit into any groups here at school. I felt like I didnt belong here and that really was not a pleasant feeling if you ask me.

All I wanted to do this year was fit in with others but I knew it was already too late for that.

Walking over to the same locker that I shared some pretty good and bad memories. I opened it and to my suprise it was empty. I didn't really empty my locker, I just threw everything in there. I guess I didn't remember or someone cleared it for me. I honestly didnt mind because I didn't want anything to do with last year.