Save me? // 5sos

1.4

-Jade-
I get out the car and drag my lazy ass into the halls of school. My hair is a mess, dark eye bags hang low on my cheeks, my face is pale, and you do not wanna mess with me right now.
After Calum left last night, I tried to sleep at 2:30am but I didn't succeed. I woke up at least 4 times last night, each time was an hour later, and I couldn't get back to sleep another 30 minutes after that. I only basically got 3-4 hours of sleep.

I whip my locker door open and accidentally smack some bitch in the face.

"Ouch" she yells, while rubbing her face.

"Grow up and get over it" I hastily say to her as I grab my books and slam my locker door shut. I walk away quickly, not bothering to look up. I manage to get near my art class without bumping into people.

Never mind.

My body slams into a tall male figure. I fall to my ass and my books fly everywhere. I quickly sit up and start gathering my books and papers.

"Oh my gosh! Jade! I'm so sorry," Ashton calls from above me. He bends down and helps me gather my papers. I tuck my fringe behind my ear and look to him. His eyes meet mine and he smiles in sorrow.

"It's okay," I mumble to him, picking up the lingering papers. I stand up and he smiles down at me. I smile back and walk straight into class.

"I'll see you later," he yells after me. I don't bother responding because I've already entered class. I sit down, waiting for the class to start. I tap my nails as I wait for Hayley to come to class.

A few seconds of waiting pass, and she sits down next to me. She drops her head down to the desk and sighs in frustration.

"Bad night?" I ask her. She groans in response.

"Same" I say back to her. She lifts her head and I see how bad of a night she actually had. Her hair is up in a messy ponytail, mascara is smudged around her eyes, dark bags hang low on her eyes, and her eyes are bloodshot.

"I couldn't get to sleep," she tells me.

"Same" I repeat from earlier. I rub my eyes once more as Mr. Dickons walks in.

"G'morning class," he cheers happily, placing a stack of papers on his desk.

Everyone groans, Hayley and I groan extra loud because we literally could not give a single fuck right now.

He starts mumbling something about Leonardo Da Vinci and his work. Da Vinci is my favourite artist, and usually I would have interest in whatever he's talking about.

Not today.

I drop my head to the desk and I hear Hayley doing the same thing.
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I swing the front door to my house open to let Hayley inside. She immediately goes to the back
room as I go to my room to get my speakers.

"Heyo," I hear Michael behind me. I turn around and he flinches.

"Do I look that bad?" I sigh. He slowly shakes his head 'no' but gradually shakes his head 'yes'.

"No?..... Okay... Yeah you do look bad," he says. I sigh once more and brush past him.

"I'll talk to you later," I say as I head to the back room. I hear him call an 'okay' just as I close the back room's door.

I walk in and see Hayley, face first on the couch. Her arms are strung over the back of the couch and her legs are lifeless on the floor. I laugh at her, and she laughs into the couch. She slowly sits up as I sit down cross-legged on the floor next to the speakers. I plug in her phone to the speakers and I go through her music.