Mystery lover

The morning after

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. Jamie's cold hand slammed down onto the alarm clock on her bedside unit. 07:00 was shown on the display and the distant tweets of birds projected from the trees outside. The covers of the bed had been thrown down onto the floor at some point in the night. Small rays of light pierced through the gaps around Jamie's curtains.

As she attempted to sit up the room spun. Jamie's head felt as if she had been hit violently with a brick. She knew at this moment that everything that has happened the night before was not just part of some horrible nightmare. All of it was real. All the sobbing was real. All the fear was real.

Jamie swayed over to the door to the hallway and then realised, by the snoring of her best friend, that Chloe was still there and sleeping. Jamie hobbled down to the room where Chloe has spent the night. While staggering down the corridor, Jamie almost tripped into a mirror hung from a wall. Jamie finally reached the room containing her passed out best friend.

The door opened to reveal the horrific sight of a skinny, passed out teenage girl. Jamie ran and leaped into the peaceful body of the still drunk 17-year-old. With still no response, Jaime strikes Chloe's cheek with her hand and with this, Chloe moaned "5 more minute's mom." This resulted in Jamie giggling while still laid on top of her best friend. She thought to herself 'I really shouldn't laugh; my head hurts too much'.

Eventually both girls made their way into the lounge fully clothed and prepared to go to school for their first day of their last year. Chloe's thin figure was complimented by blue denim shorts and a loose-fitting grey T-shirt. Jamie had opted to wear her usual outfit consisting of skinny jeans that perfectly contour her toned legs, a baggy black T-shirt that was almost covered by a loosely fitting grey hoody and accompanying the clothing was a maroon beanie and grey vans.

The friends decided to skip breakfast and just head straight off to school. In the two hours that Jamie had been awake she had sobered up a lot and now only had a headache whereas Chloe could still not stand without swaying or walk in a straight line. This meant that Jamie was the designated driver.

The black Mercedes of Jamie's halted in a parking bay. The two girls made it to the school in record time. Stumbling out of the car, Chloe's black Nike trainers hit the concrete floor, HARD. Despite waking up at 7:00 am the girls had managed to waste two hours before they left and were subsequently late.

Both girls ran to the office to receive their timetables as the ones they were given at the end of last year had been burnt in a fire along with all their schoolbooks. When they received their timetables, they rediscovered that they had everything together other than English

"Great" Jamie moaned " the worst lesson on our own"

In agreement Chloe nodded. After heading down the desolate hallway the girls realise that they were both late to 1st period that was English for them both warranting a loud groan to be released from both teenagers that echoed off of the walls.

The girls departed outside Jamie's English room where she had the new teacher Ms Clark. Jamie watched her best friend walk down the corridor before she built up the courage to gently knock on the door. A few seconds went by before the door flew open.