Her world

Chapter 2

The next day on Wednesday i wake up as my radio alarm clock goes off. I slam the snooze button and curl up sleeping better the next five minutes than I have all night. I don't know why that happens. It's like my body doesn't sleep comfortably until i have to go to school.

When my alarm goes off the second time I groan and roll to the steps at my high rise bed. As I do so I see my step sisters high rise bed in front of me mirroring mine. When will she be back? It feels like a lifetime ago since i saw her last.

I take off my blue and white stripy nightie, screw it up in a ball and chuck it on my bed. It expertly lands on my bed and i begin to fee like i could be a basketball person. Not sure what they're called. I then start reminiscing my days of watching high school musical and feel the urge to start singing "were all in this together, I don't know the rest of the words la la lala." My fantasy ends there. I put on my white vest top, because bras are horrible contraptions made to make women suffer, and then my white school shirt. I place my wrap around school skirt on and button it up. As I place my jumper in my drawer, I think otherwise and pull it over my head. It looks cold and gloomy and windy and horrible.

Before going downstairs I grab my water bottle so that my step dad Clinton can refill it before I go to bed. I detach my phone from the charging lead, pull on my blazer and stumble down stairs, still not fully conscious of the world around me.

I turn on the radio and try to find something to eat. I begin to think of all the delicious breakfasts I could eat if I had the time. I think of some wonderful chocolatey pancakes with whipped cream and strawberries on top.  As i bite into it the chocolate squirts out to the back of my mouth like a volcano. It's still warm from the frying pan.

I'm snapped back to reality when mum enters the kitchen. "Good morning Jen" she says. I can see she hasn't slept well by the tired expression on her face and the dark rings under her eyes. She hardly does sleep well. "Good morning," I reply in a soft voice trying not to make her pounding headache, which I know she has by the way she rubs her temple, any worse.

"What did you have for breakfast?" she asks me. I don't want to tell her I've been daydreaming and forgot all about eating breakfast so I decide to say, "I didn't have breakfast, I wasn't hungry."
Before I realise, it's time to go and I walk out of the house and wave goodbye to mum.

On my way to the school bus stop I call lily to see where she is. Lily is someone I wouldn't normally hang out with, and I don't. It's because she's popular you see. I'm not saying there's anything wrong with her it's just that I have had my fair share of bullying from my last school and don't want a repeat. But lily is different, as are many of the popular girls at my new school are. You could almost call them ... sweet.

When she doesn't pick up I wait by our meeting place until I can see her come round the corner in the distance. I begin to walk towards her. She greets me with a friendly warm smile and I return the gesture.

"Heeeey! How come you're here so early?" She says. We usually leave our houses at the same time but sometimes I leave earlier because the kitchen clock is always wrong. It's really annoying when that happens. "Jen?"
"Just left the house a bit earlier" I reply. I begin to feel cold as we just stand there. I check my phone to look at the time. " Fuck, Lily it's 7:27 the bus passes at 7:35. We're going to be late."
"Chill, we have plenty of time" one thing I love about Lily is how laid back she is. But sometimes she's too laid back.

We arrive at the school bus stop with minutes to spare. I see Emma and Alice in the distance. Emma and Alice are two of my best friends at school. They have quite literally changed my life, for the better and I'm glad that I'm lucky enough to have them as my friends.

As I got on the bus I was greeted with a friendly smile from my tiny wild haired friend Maisy. Her hair was curly and crazy and fluffy. I sat down next to her whilst Emma and Alice sat in front of us. Our bus journey had started, we all plugged into our music as we sat silently and awaited our arrival at school. That's just what we did. These were the girls I'd have a bond with for the rest of my life.

Upon our arrival at school I realise that we have assembly and prepare myself for a quiet snooze. Our assembly's were never short as our headteacher Mr Kringle was definitely a man of many words. He always went on about the strangest things. Once he had a whole assembly on starfish. That was all he talked about. And there was an assembly about flower patches. It was boring but Mr Kringle seemed excited about it.

Once the apparently short day is over i stay at school late for prep. I tried to focus the whole tome i was there but nothing, I couldn't get a single thing done. I began to remember this mornings daydream about the pancakes but they've gone cold. I feel confused because its a dream, it shouldn't go cold, but begin to bite into it anyways. It's gone hard. Why did my daydream change? I begin to try to wake myself up but I'm walking around my house. I hear the radio but it doesn't. Sound like a specific noise is coming out if it. Just blurry music that i like. I feel hazy and heavy. My feet start to feel like lead. I'm unable to move. And out of nowhere i see a bright white light ripping open through my dream.