I woke up still feeling a little bit dizzy. I yawned then got in the shower. Aah. You know that feeling when the hot water touches your skin early in the morning? It's so relaxing. Mhhmm. I wrapped the towel around me and went inside my closet to look for something to wear in school.
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Mehh. I just grabbed the first shorts and shirt I saw which were white studded shorts and a pink v-neck with a 'U MAD?' printed in front. I put on a checkered polo on top of it but unbuttoned. It was a green-blue-black kind of polo. I put on my grey vans and stepped in front of my vanity mirror. Thumbs up, sistah! I look good.
While looking for my watch, I stumbled upon the necklace Greyson gave me before. What the hell is it doing here? I thought I put everything in the attic? Errr. Then my clock rang, signifying I was about to be late.
"Crap." I grabbed my bag an hurried downstairs, grabbed an apple and kissed my mom on the cheek then drove to school.
When I arrived there.... empty hallways. I'm late. Grrrr. I hurried to my locker, got my books then went to Calculus.
The moment I set foot in the classroom, everyone's eyes were on me. I flushed of embarrasment.
"Good day, Ms. Nichols. Any reason why you are late this fine day?" Mr. Vodge said. Oh the irony!
"I was too busy admiring my beautiful self in the mirror that I fell in love with myself and started to kiss the mirror." I said while trying to hold back my smile. Everyone snickered.
"Ha-ha-ha. Next joke. Take a seat and turn to page 37." Mr. Vodge said.
"Aye aye, captain!" I saluted Mr. Vodge and settled down to my seat which was beside Hugo, the new student.
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THANK YOU BELL!!! I did not understand one single thing in Calculus today. Rawr. I was lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice Greyson leaning over my table and smirking at me.
"What do you want, freak?" I said with much venom as I can.
"You." He said. I rolled my eyes.
"Correct me if I'm wrong but, aren't you the one who broke up with me in the first place?" I said. His smile fell. With that, I got up and went to Art class.
"I want you all to paint what you feel right now. Forget the lessons and everything and JUST PAINT!" Ms. Hazel said.
Who does he think he is?! Breaking up with me a few months back and now saying he wants me back again?! IS HE OUT OF HIS MIND?! Ugh. I don't understand him AT ALL. I'm so mad at Greyson. He has made my life hell for the past eight months. I literally want to snap his neck.
I was deep in thought and noticed that paint was everywhere on my canvas. It wasn't a messy wth look, it was a.... not to sound conceited but.... it was a good artsy look. Ms. Hazel went to me and gasped.
"My, my, my! It shows how angry and sad and broken you are, my dear." Sad? No. Broken? No. Angry? Yes.
"This will be featured in the art exhibit we will be having in 2 days. Thank you for the amazing art, Ms. Nichols. You are now dismissed." Ms. Hazel said.
What's so special about it? It was just red, blue, black, purple, pink and white paint splattered in different directions. Could this day get any worse?
Since I still had an hour before lunch, I decided to go my tree.
I went there and saw a figure resting on it. TRESPASSING. loljk. I took quiet and small steps to it to find Greyson sleeping. He looks so innocent. Like the old Greyson. I felt tears start to build up. Wth?
Then I remembered that I was furious with him so I put my lips beside his ear and screamed so loud.
Greyson was startled and glared at me. He had bloodshot eyes. They look like he was crying. But why?
"Why are you crying?" I blurt out. Whoops. Filter my mouth please.
"It's none of your business." He got up and went back inside the campus, hitting my shoulder on purpose.
Wasn't he cocky just a while ago? And why is he skipping? He never skipped. Well, except during the 21. Wait.... he's always skipping when it's the 21st of the month. What's with 21? Hmmm. I may despise him but I still care for him. Because I know that the Greyson I onced loved was still there.
'you still love him you idiot .' Oh how I hate my conscience.
Detective Hermione = ON DUTY. AT YOUR SERVICE, YES.
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Hello! Sorry I haven't been updating for the past weeks. My laptop is broken and exams are in like 2 days. So school's been hell. I should be studying but I missed updating this.
PS - i wrote this on my ipod.
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