The next morning I was awoken to my doorbell ringing, then my dogs barking like crazy. I had two big dogs, but they both slept in my room because I had plenty of room and I liked having company when I couldn't sleep.
I jerked up at the sounds and swung my legs over the side of the bed. I slowly trudged my way to the door and yanked it open. My mom said that someone was here to see me, Why so early?, so I went to the door and there he was. The Sasquatch that likes Blink-182.
"Hi there" He said with a cocky smile, "Just thought I'd let you know i didn't die overnight."
"Okay great because I really couldn't have paid for any injuries that you could've gotten." I was trying hard to hide my face as it was 7:00 am and I was not a presentable human at 7 am.
"Well I did get this," He lifted his shirt and turned around to show me a huge bruise stretching across the length of his back and shoulder. My mouth dropped wide and when he saw me, he turned around, "Better close that before a bug flies in it."
I was so shocke by the bruise, I just ignored his suggestion and stared harder at the mark... He brought two fingers up to my chin and closed it for me. I then ripped my chin away from him and gave him a weird look. I motioned inside my house and said I had to go get ready for school. Honestly I just wanted him to leave.
He clapped his hands together and said, "Great ...see you there." He started to back pedal off my porch and towards his house and I just thought to myself... Don't remind me...
Once I was ready I got my keys and sat in my car. I pulled down the sun visor and looked at myself in the mirror. I wasn't ugly but I wasn't a girl someone would stop and stare at per se. I wore my new Capri's with a loose Bad Suns t-shirt that I had made into a muscle shirt. (the kind of shirt with the sleeves and half the sides cut off) And yes I wore a tank under it because I hated feeling like people could see my side rolls. To be honest they weren't even rolls until I bent down like everyone gets.
I am around 5'6". "The perfect size", that was bullsprinkle because I was never happy with myself. Some days I felt that I wanted to be taller, and others I wanted to shrivel away into nothing. I didn't have large boobs so I was taken out the running for perfect dating material as soon as I realized they wouldn't grow any bigger. But oh well because I had muscular legs and a "nice" butt. To me, that's all the matters.
Today I decided I would try for school since it was my first day. So I put on some mascara and eyeliner (black of course) and put on a pale pink lipstick with some gloss. My hair was wavy and dark brown, and it went down to my mid-back. I decided to leave that down and just let it be because it does what it wants anyways so what's the point of fixing it to impress people I'll only know for two years.
I started up my car and backed out of my driveway. Blink started blasting and I immediately switched CD's. I love them, but for now I would just stick with The Neighbourhood or someone.
Once I got to school, I pulled in, and went to the office to find out my locker and class assignments. As I walked in, a man who looked to be the principal was ushering a student out of his office. The boy had shaggy, blondish hair and had a big smile plastered across his face, he stretched his arms behind his back and as he did I could see his biceps flex. Not to make him seem like a god but they were not a bad sight to see... He grabbed something from his back pockets and I saw him start to twirl them in his hands. Drumsticks. Okay well him being a drummer might explain the great biceps. He saw me staring and gave me a crooked smile along with a little two finger wave. I gave a slight smile back then looked right down at my feet. As he almost made it to me, another boy came from my other side behind me and wrapped his arm around Shaggy's shoulders. He laughed and asked the blonde kid, "What'd you do this time Ash?". He too had a slight accent, like the kid I hit last night.
