theres always a first

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For manypeople itshard to get up to start off there day....*well for me*, cuz they dont really except whats gonna happen that day something good or something bad, no one knows yet we just kindago with the flow right?

"Good moring! This is sunshine talking and well.....isnt it just a great day to listen to some ROCK N ROL BABY! just give the staion a call , and tell us your request of sooong! alright wisconsin for the moment listen to some zeppelin this is 99.6 the rock peace!

the song "stairway to heaven" plays in the background while gathering my backpackand headway guitar, trying to hurry up cuz i was late to school. headed out the building with my no make up and frezing cuz i had forgotten my blacksweater at home, got in my 2006 black stripped ford mustang and who knows how fast i drove maybe in between the speed of 80 to 90 mph on the freeway.i close my windows so i dont mess my stupid hair up. i enter the school parking lot and see nobody in the front, as always i park in the front of the school next to this tall pale light post. this spot was perfect to leave school, ditch classes, make out even tho ive never have, play guitar, and most of all hang with my awesome friends. my first class was math with mr.k all the way in g wing . all the way in the back of the school i was all ready 10 mins late so i headed to the office. the halls were empty, yet when the bell rings the beasts are realsed. so crowed with people of all kinds nerds,perv,players,virgins,potheads,skaters,emos, hippies, and then theres my kind of people the popular teens.i open the door to enter the office when i see jared my best guy friend sitting down with an ice pack on his head and a couple of bruises on his arms and face.ive known jared since i was 6 year old, he had hair that coverd his eyebrows, dirty blond hair color, deep green eyes, and white skin color, quarterback for our football team at school, he was well built with a 6-pack and strong arms. jared was a player that was one of the bad things about him. hes got all the girls drooling when he walks by them. i guess i could say if your a whore hes coming to get you if he hasnt all ready.

he looks up at the door and sees me, he has a smile on his face and says " you having a bad day, cuz we all have those yet ever heard of a hair brush or some lip gloss babe?"

" crap!! i totaly forgot about my hair and make up on the way here and shut up jared i dont look as bad as you do, what happened weirdo?"

"kay you got me right there, anyways i got in a fight with kyle cuz he almost hit my car while he was backing up with his piece of shit of car."

hmm.. thats a good reason i guess did u win the fight?

" yeah i think i broke his nose hahaha anyways i heardyou on the radio"

"everyone does " ireplied in a smart ass voice

"calm down i was just gonna say--"

we were interupted by the office lady with grayhair and some pair of glasses she seemed nice. " well hello young lady how may i help you today?"

i need a late pass plaease i gave her a small smile i look back at jared who i noticed was looking at my ass then at me with a smile and lifted his headed up.

i grabbed the pass and waited for the old lady to look at the computer sceen, i quickly punched him where i rembered one of the brusies were formed.

OW!! WHAT THE HELL was that for!!?? he yelled

i just continued walking and opend the door,looked back and said "for lokoking at this"and pointed at my butt and left the office hearing him laugh to himself.

ive never really gone into the girls bathroom but this wasan emergency for looks. the bathroom was pretty clean smelled like thirty different perfumes of sweet and sexy kind of smells from victoria secret. i took ou my brush and quicky did the regular style i would always do the 70s angle style in other words, the blondie chick from charlies angles hair syle. my hair was wavy and a speical kind of brown as my mother says because everytime i enter beauty shop all the hair cutters ask me if ive colored my hair before. i put on my black eyeliner and curl my lashes, put on some clear gloss. my outfit was fine i had some jean bell bottoms that make that hug my curves and stand out more. i had a extra hair tie so i tied my red shirt little pass my belly buttom and pulled my white t shirt down. my nike hightops were black so they math with my jansport backpack. i was prepared to be seen in public now just in prestable way. as i left the bathroom i took notcie the time clas had half an hour left hmmm.....ditch or go? i choose wait for jared at the office ...wait i gotta go to class i have to do extra hw then ugh such a dam nerd. the halls were still empty i puled out my ipod, as i looked thrugh my music i couldnt really find my song of the day, i keep looking and looking untill i hit the end of the list. a teacher walks by as i sat down on the blue spray painted benches. the weather here in kenosha was pretty cold the sky was grey and everything was quite forthatone moment until the damm bell rang and the guysand girls began to collide its intersting tosee this yet not fun to be the one standing in the middle of it. poor kid was picking up his glass when some band geeks were comeing stright toward himfrom the left side and the right side werehuge jocks getting ready to pound on some of them.i put my ipod away and relized i had english next the good thing was it was ms. nice shewas a cool teacher i think welon the frist day of schoolonther than that ive always ditched her class but i have to go today cuz i skipped math.talked to some of the girls in the cheerleading learing all the new gossip ready to let out how so and so are breaking up cuz bla blabla. i wasnt much into thethedrama crap but ii didnt want to be the one lost in the conferstation when talking about it. asi walked in ms nice seemed surprised to see me by the way she reacte as iasked her where i sat again. she said we werechanging seats tday cuz it was a new quarter. oooh yeah i totall forgot or i problyjust didnt pay attention i have a problem with day dreaming d=for some reason. i mean when i ---"Dude!" said the the pothead standing next to me " we been calling your name like five times cant you hear?''

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 27, 2010 ⏰

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