BEEP BEEP BEEP
My alarm clock went off and I lazily hit it with my hand. It's six o'clock in the morning which to me is too damn early to wake up. Well it's now or never if I'm going to get up. I dragged my feet to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I looked in the mirror and jumped back once I saw the size of the pimple on my nose. I have been prepping that black head and it was almost gone. Why, why did this have to happen to me? It looked like Elmo had sex with a cherry and their baby was growing on my nose. It was so red and so big! I'm not the type of girl who wears tons of make-up but this is an extreme emergency. I put some Aloe Vera on it since it's supposed to calm do the redness and started to brush my teeth.
After worrying about my face I decided that I would wear something to distract people from my face, but what? I'm not wearing a dress to school, why would you ever? I'm not going to curl my hair because that is too much work for the morning and it would draw attention to my face. I put on a V-neck shirt that said 'Trouble Maker' I hope people would look at the shirt and not my face. My jeans also had rips so maybe I can get away with people looking at my outfit and not my face. I ran down stairs to grab breakfast. Of course my parents were gone they were rarely ever home, they were always "working" whatever the hell that was supposed to mean. I ran into the fairly large kitchen and grabbed an apple while I took a bite into it. My car was sitting in the drive way calling for me to drive it, I love my car. It's a BMW Z4 sDrive28i, my parents gave it to me as a sweet sixteen present since they are barely around and forgot my 15th birthday. I slid into my beautiful convertible and turned on the radio, and Habits by Tove Lov played and I sang along.
By the time I see the Hollow Brooke High sign I turn into the parking lot. I parked in my usual spot away from any people, I don't want anyone to think differently of me because I drove a nice car. I guess my parents are rich, my dad is a surgeon and he travels around with my mother "curing" patients. I hate being judge because my parents had money, it's awful. I took a last bite of my apple as I walked towards our spot in the court yard. I looked at the core of my apple and threw it in the nearby bush.
"Mallory Greggs!" I heard a deep voice call for me and I instantly froze. I faintly remember the voice from somewhere. I slowly turned around as a tall male teacher walked up to me with a frown on his face. His light brown hair was flipped up in the front and the sides where jelled, he was a muscular man and he looked like he could eat me alive.
"Yes?" I asked weakly as my knees slightly began to shake.
"We do not litter on school property. I should report you to the AP's office." I sighed as I shifted my books onto my waist.
"I was giving back to the earth." He had a puzzled look so I continued. "I was giving back my apple core to the earth kinda like composting." His face harden and his frown deepened. Maybe next time I should just keep my trap shut.
"I don't care if you were giving back to the earth we still do not litter on school property." I groaned which only made it worse "You are also not to have rips in your jeans and it seems like you are breaking that rule too." I look down at my jeans and the rips weren't that bad. "Now I will see you after school for detention."
"But-I-What." I tried to protest but he gave me the paper and smiled.
"See you at 3." And with that he walked off, bastard. I folded the paper and shoved it in my pocket mumbling curse words under my breath. I sighed and turned back around to go with my friends, they are going to die laughing.
It was my favorite time of day again and my friends and I talked immensely. They all laughed at me when I told them that the teacher gave me dentition. I knew they would, some friends I have.
"That's Mr. Schutter he can crack anybody. Once he yelled at a girl for not turning in an essay because her computer broke down and she cried the whole class. He had to send her to the nurse just to finish class." Sage informed me. I can see him doing that, he seems like he could make someone shit their pants just by looking at him.
"I'm sorry Mallory but that thing is as big as Uranus." Hollie quietly told me as she pointed to her nose. Caroline was struggling for breath as she laughed to herself.
"That's what she said." She said as she laughed earning eye rolls from our group.
"God Caroline you have to be dirty all the time don't you?" Jamie scolded her but Coraline just nodded as she continued to laugh to herself.
"I know this pimple scared the shit out of me this morning, I'm actually wearing make-up." I answered back sounding frustrated.
"OMG, no way are you wearing make-up at least more than normal." Hollie said back I just nodded my head.
"Is that why you are showing off your boobs?" Caroline asked. I looked down at my chest and the V-neck was showing a good amount of cleavage and I self-consciously pulled up my shirt.
"I didn't mean to, I was wearing it so people could read it."
"Ok yeah sure." Caroline sarcastically said back and I rolled my eyes at her. The bell rang signaling that it was the end of lunch. We all said good bye to each other as we headed to our classes.
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It was judgment time. I slowly opened the door to Mr. Schutter's room and slipped in. He saw me and pointed to a desk at the front of the room for me to sit at. I was expecting other people to come in but it was just me and Mr. Schutter. I pray to god that he doesn't rape me and then murder me and place my body in the cafeteria food. I tried to shake the disgusting thought out of my head as I stared at the white board that read 'Detention', oh how original. It seemed like hours have passed but it only has been about 3 minutes. It seemed like Mr.Schutter was going to say something but was cut off when someone opened the door. I turned my head to see who it was and I cringed at the devil himself. His perfect brown hair messed around slightly and his beautiful green eyes stared back at me. A smirk took his round lush lips. I'm so screwed.
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Teen FictionMallory is just a typical junior in high school. Dealing with the stress of family, SATS, school work, and college. Drama at Hollow Brooke will make her change to what she has never been before. Could her teenage hormones get the best of her when ta...