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IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE!!
~~this story is based of the song "Runaway Love" by ludicris and a short story I read in class, The jewelry box. ~~
~Sylvia
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Beep beep beep. My hand shoots out and smacks at my blue alarm clock, but it wont stop beeping.
"Bloody hell.."
I lean up on one elbow and unplug my clock, groaning because I know I'll have to reset the time by tonight. Closing my eyes I slump back down onto my back I rub the sleep from my blue eyes and run my fingers through my natural, long, jet black hair.
An unnatural set of features, that I've kept tenderly under wraps for the most part. Most of this school is focused on the total opposite of the bad girl look and reputation I've managed to gain over the few years here. And when i say opposite i mean blonde, slutty, rich and ever so classy.
Rolling over, I only then realize that I was on the edge, when I fell off my bed with a loud thud, and I freeze up. When I don't hear any footsteps I relax and get up looking side to side to make sure no one saw that.
Scratching my scalp while yawning, I enter my built in bathroom and close the door before doing my morning routine. Brush my teeth, brush my hair, straighten it, using my tube of X-out, wash my face off, apply black eyeliner top and bottom, and mascara. Stepping out of the bathroom, I walk over to my closet and swing open the door to reveal my walk in closet. My very NEAT closet might I add.
I go through my shirts and find a short sleeve white shirt with 'Vancouver' written across it, over a weird looking bear. Some tight black pants that hug my thighs, and my white high tops. And to complete the outfit a black beanie with the words, 'the bae' on a strip of white in black lettering, in a small drawer. Grabbing the clothing I place that on my bed before walking to my dresser and pulling out some black underwear and lace-trimmed bra. As I walk back into the bathroom I strip from my clothing from last night and pull on the fresh underwear and bra and look in the mirror.
"Something's missing..." I tap my chin.
Smiling, I dig into my make-up back and pull out my nude lipstick and eyeshadow. Applying the rest of my make up I pull on my shirt and pants before grabbing my iPhone off the bed, still charging, and press the home button to see that it is now 6:55.
Hmmm 30ins to get ready
Slipping into my high tops I grab my black and white checkered back-pack from my door before walking down the stairs,trying not to wake my stepdad.
Asshole.
Slipping my phone into my back pocket I open the fridge and grab a bottle of water, a strawberry-banana danimals yogurt thingy, and blue-raspberry JollyRanchers from the cupboard Yum. Closing the fridge I dash to my black jacked up truck and finish my danimals drink before throwing it away and hoping into my truck. As I driving to school I jam out to my country station.
Yes I love country.
I turn into the school parking lot and shut off my country music and blare Money by Rocko for some flare and park after circling the parking lot making a big commotion that got some attention. Stepping down from the truck, I open the passenger side door and grab my bag before locking my truck and walking up the steps to my first semester of my Junior year. Yay.
Can you feel my excitement through the sarcasm?... Didn't think so
Pushing open the front doors I make my way to my locker and stuff my books inside before slamming it shut coming face to face with Viper. Her name says it all she's like a snake.. wait she is a snake.
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