The Fighters Girl

Chapter 4

All I heard was the most loudest beeping sound ever. I rolled over trying to find my Christmas tree shaped alarm clock. Don't hate I love Christmas.

Let's take a rewind on how everything went down after being dropped home by mr hottie. The weekend seemed to flash before my eyes if I'm being a hundred percent honest because all I could think about was how to prove mr hottie wrong. It was proving more difficult than I had hoped. I had looked at loads of advertisements on my laptop for jobs near the place of the fight.

I emailed a few people about jobs and two places got back to me ; a nightclub as a waitress and a barista at a local cafe right around the corner from the fighting building.

It was now Monday the most dreaded day of the week and here I was dying from lack of sleep.

I literally rolled out of bed with a loud thump after finding my alarm clock. Which felt like an eternity of it screeching somewhere in my room.

"Zara oh my hunny are you ok did you fall " my mom called worriedly up the stairs .

"It's fine darling she rolled out of bed once again " dad called back, after knocking lightly on my door and peaking his head in to make sure I was alive .

This is why I love my parents so much they actually knock before they come barging into my room , like for instance the time they had to tell me the daily gossip that June from down the road was pregnant or when I got in so much trouble for leaving the house unlocked when I went to the shop, like what parent knocks while being mad at their child , my parents because they are amazingggg.

I looked at my clock and realised that I only had twenty five minutes to get ready and the alarm that I had shut off had been my final 'get your ass out of bed or your gonna fail in life" alarm .

I quickly jumped into the shower and did my bits and pieces that needed to be done. I jumped out and the whole place looks like a sauna , I quickly open a window .

I picked out a pale pink sweater and a pair of black ripped jeans paired with my pink vans shoes. I double checked that I had all my books and threw a few sanitary products into my school bag just for safety because at the moment my period decided it wanted to be all over the place and irregular , oh the joys of having a uterus.

I skipped down the stairs and grabbed a slice of toast out of the toaster. I spread two big lumps of Nutella all over the piece of toast. I bit into the toast moaning quietly with how good it tasted.

I went into the sitting room to give my baby brother a goodbye hug before I called goodbye to my parents .

I stood out on the curb waiting for Vanessa to pick me up in her yellow Mini Cooper that I had fallen in love with since she got it for her seventh birthday.

Three or four minutes had passed when I could finally see the little yellow car coming towards me.

She quickly pulled up beside me and I jumped into the back. "Hey girlies how are we on this beautiful morning " I said with sarcasm lacing my every word.

A chorus of "ughssss" were made from the front, knowing this was my cue to shut my mouth I sat staring out at the buildings as they whizzed by.

What felt like only ten seconds which in reality was twenty minutes we were outside school. I stared at it hoping that it would magically burst into flames. But no it stood standing there as if it was mocking me for even trying to get it to magically catch fire.

As we were walking into school someone came behind Vanessa and swooped her up into their arms. Ladies and gentlemen meet Tyler King 'the jock' not just any jock he was named 'the jock' for a reason. That reason being he was the  biggest player in school yet Vanessa somehow seemed to tame him.

Vanessa giggles away as Tyler whispered into her ear. John came up beside me and bumped shoulders with me. He had on his jacket that all the jocks wore, it signified to the newbies or other school who they were.

John smiled at me he was about to say something when Dylan came up and swung an arm around my shoulders. He smirked at John and chuckled "hey babe how's it hanging". John just looked at Dylan with an emotion swirling in his eyes I couldn't tell what it was.

"Dylan darling long time no see " I said sarcastically. He pinched my cheeks like my grandmother does every time she sees me.

We finally got into the school I headed towards my locker to put books into while the rest headed off in a different direction. Let's get this over and done with was my only thought as I headed to first class.

An eternity laterrrrrr

It was finally last class but it was my most dreaded class ; maths. God why oh why was such a thing created. I once heard that one day maths will all just click in your head and you will understand, ya.,..no that just doesn't seemed to be happening to me.

As I was listening to the teacher babble on I realised that I had both my interviews tonight.

I wrote on a piece of paper asking John could he take me home right now so I could go home and get ready for my interview later. I slide it over to him while the teacher had his back to us.

He smiled and told the teacher he had to leave early for a dentists appointment. About five minutes after John had left I made up the excuse that I needed to go to the bathroom.

As I got up to go the bathroom trying to discreetly hide my bag he caught me trying to take it with me. "Ms.Light were do you think your going with your bag"

"Well you see Sir I have a uterus so when you get one of those and have to bring your bag out to the bathroom you will come back and apologize to me " I said sweetly as I skipped out the door hearing a few of the boys shout "ohhhhs" as I left. This wasn't usually like me but today I seemed to of woke up on the wrong side of the bed.

John was standing with his bag on his back against the wall ,his leg perched up against the wall and on his phone. "Took you long enough" he smirked. I just winked back and headed for the exit.

We were out to his car in under two minutes sprinting so our principal wouldn't see us. The car was playing all of our favourite songs from the playlist I had made John for his eighteenth birthday. We sang our lungs out the whole way to my house.

We pulled up to my house and I thanked him for giving me a ride back to mine. He smiled at me. As I made my way up to the front door I heard him roar from his car "good luck in your interview Light you'll smash it". I turned around and waved like a lunatic until his car was no longer in view.

I jogged up to my room knowing nobody was home they were all out. I got out my foundation, blush, eyebrow pomade , contour and mascara lightly putting them on my face.

I grabbed a black string top from my wardrobe, chucked off my pink sweater and pulled on my black string top and paired it with a grey hoodie . I sprayed deodorant and a lot of perfume. I grabbed a packet of chewing gum , thinking to myself there was nothing worse than someone who has bad breath , and tossed the chewing gum into my brown bulky handbag and I went back downstairs and out the door to catch the bus into my interview.

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Hello my lovely's I hope you liked the chapter
It was kind of just a filler chapter
The next chapter is going to be good, I hope I already have most of it planned out

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S xxx