I'm in love with a monster?(Nico di' Angelo)

School

Rosetta P.O.V

"RING! RING!" My alarm clock went off. Ugh! I hate Monday. Sometimes I just feel like throwing up by the name of it. I counted in my head up to three and then got off of my bed. I took a shower and washed my hair. I put on a white crop too with long sleeves, with black skinny jeans, and a white and black flannel wrapped around my waist. The shoes I was wearing was a black and white converse. I put gel on my long curly red hair, making it a little bit curlier.

"Rosey! Your going to be late for school. Again." My foster mom yelled from downstairs. I grabbed my black jansport book bag, put the strap in one shoulder and headed down. On the table there was two waffles and a glass of orange juice. I poured the syrup into the waffles.

"There's no time to eat." My foster mom said, while taking the plate away from me.

"That's not fair." I complained pouting.

"Haha! You don't get breakfast." Jake said laughing. He was also here in the foster home. Jake was only seven years old. There were about ten other kids here.

"What did you say? " I started to tickle him. I repeated my question. Jake was laughing his head off.

"I- said t-that I l-love you." he said in between laughters.

"That's better." I went towards the door."Bye everyone." I yelled. They replied with byes and goodbyes
I usually walk to school. I'm not a big fan of taking the bus. Plus, I'm not old enough to drive either. I'm only fourteen and a freshmen.

When I walked inside the school, I went straight to the cafeteria and say with my friends. Jessica, Jason, and Emily.

"Hello everyone." I said. We talked for a while and then we headed to Math.
We sat on our seats as the teacher started his lectures. Did I mention that I hate Math? Well, I do. He gave us work and my friends and I started to work on the worksheets.

"I forgot to mention that we are going to get a new student tomorrow, so be nice to him." the teacher spoke. Mm. A new student we don't get those a lot.
School was finally over and I got to go home.

"How was school today honey?"she asked me.

"It was alright. We're getting a new boy tomorrow." I informed her.

"Ooh, maybe you guys can hang out-"

"Not gonna happen. I don't even know who he is." I said getting annoyed. I hate it when grown ups do that.

"Relax a little. I was just teasing. You don't have to be so tense." She said with a smile. I went upstairs to my room and shut the door. Having ten kids in one house can get really noisy at times. Just in case you were wondering my foster mom is not abusive, and the kids here aren't mean, they are all really nice. I've been here since I was eight years old. But, that story is for another time.

A/N
Hey everyone. This is a new story that I am writing. Comment what you think so far. Picture of Rosey on the top.