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Can my alarm please just shut up and stop. I feel like faking my illness today because I can't be bothered having to deal with my dick of an ex-boyfriend, he won't leave me alone. He just irritates me at school whenever he has the chance, I'm 17 for christ sake and have a lot of work and revision to do for my tests so him being there distracting me doesn't help.
I finally give up to my alarm and snatch my phone from my desk. I flick through all my favourite social media apps : instagram, tumblr, twitter, snapchat and occasionally YouTube but I decided to pass that one today.
I slouched off my bed and flung my fluffy white house-coat over my cosy pyjamas. This house-coat is my favourite thing ever, it's so fluffy and soft and the best part is that it has an awesome hood with little white rounded ears, I smile at myself in the mirror and walk down stairs.
After eating a small bowl of coco-pops I brush my teeth, grab my clothes which my mum kindly irons for me every morning and go get ready. I don't make much of an effort at school, nobody to impress plus it's school. I don't need to look like I'm going out to a party with tons of makeup covering my face and a dress on, like most girls at my stupid school do. Since it's quite chilly but still warm enough for shorts in Florida, I put my distressed high-waisted denim shorts on with a plain black long sleeved top with the words 'okay' printed on top. I grab my black backpack, phone and everything else I need to for another day at hell. I jog down stairs and as soon as the fall breeze hits me I instantly shiver slightly, I rush up to my room and grabbed a flannel with loads of different shades of my favourite colour purple.
I walk to my friends Adiras house while listening to music, moving my head in beat with the drums. I chap her door for her to open the door seconds later with a huge grin on her face.
"Someones happy" I chuckle.
She doesn't reply but yells to her mum that she's away to school with Cassandra, aka me.
As soon as she closes her door we're talking, laughing and being us. She's one of my few only real bestfriends, she's so genuine and true to herself and doesn't let anybody bring her down and to be honest I look up to her. She has gorgeous short brown hair with a little tiny flash of blonde right at the tips, I've always been jealous of her hair. I on the other hand have much longer non-wavy darker brown hair ugh. She's 18, I'm 17, but I'm actually a young seventeen so I really should be in the year below of what I am right now but my mother being her usual over-protecting self made sure I was in the class with the older 17 year olds. I recently just turned 17 the same month some guy in my class turned 18. I don't mind, I'm smart enough.
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I sit up the back of my class bored out my smart little head. I'm not friendly with much people in my class, apart from Thomas and Alina. We're the quiet kids up the back that seem like nerds and do nothing but revise and do work non-stop but we actually have fun in class. Nobody just cares to notice. Thomas is pretty tall despite how thin he is, blonde hair, brown eyes, and has the cutest face ever (A/N, incase you didn't notice, he is Thomas Sangster aka Newt from he maze runner for all you people who have not read the books or even seen the movie, it's amazing, go see it & I highly recommend the books, wow). Alina is shorter than me by an inch and a half I think, long bright blonde hair with deep dark brown eyes, she's extremely pretty and I still question every day why she doesn't have a thousand guys falling around her drooling all the time. But then it hits me that, oh yeah, all he guys in this school date those slutty bitches that think they are better than everyone else, I don't see one thing that they see in them, they just want sex.
As the bell rings, I collect everything and throw it all into my handy cute bag. Next is sadly, science. I hate science, I'm terrible at it. I chose physics and I've never stopped regretting it. I also sit beside the most annoying kid in basically my whole year, he never shuts up and always has some illness. I wonder what it'll be today. Probably the cold. it was chillier outside earlier so he'll probably give me the cold and I hate the cold. I've complained so many times and did everything I could think of that could make a different of where I sit but they always have some lame excuse.
I'm walking to class, keeping my head low enough so nobody can see my face -mainly Alistar, my tool of an ex, why did I even date him ugh?-, but just high enough so I can see where I'm going. I feel a strong hand grab me and wank me into a random closet. I instantly know who it was.
"Alistar, leave me the fuck alone" I whisper/yell.
"I just wanted a kiss to get me through the day" he smirked leaning towards me.
"Seriously, you know I hate you even more than I thought was possible. Why you think in your tiny little pea brain that I'd put my lips anywhere near yours is a mystery" I sigh.
"Please babe, I'm sorry" he tried his hardest to sound sad, he's so full of bullshit that I burst into laughter. He looked at me confused. I grabbed him buy his collar and pulled him close so he was a couple inches away from my face which was close enough. He gulped clearly believing that I was going to kiss him even after what I just said, idiot.
"Your not getting in my pants, again. Now leave me alone and find some other girl that will actually tolerate your existence" I grinned and left the closet slamming the door right behind me.
I walk to class ignoring all the looks from the bitchy girls, they obviously think we had a mini make-out session in there, as if, he's a prick.
I sit down and the first thing I hear is John sniff, ugh he has got the cold. After 10 minutes of this lesson someone chaps our classroom door, probably trying to sell us poppies for remembrance day even though I'm pretty sure everyone is this class was generous enough to donate 20p. I put my head down and get back to work, we're doing gravity and forces and I don't know half of it but I try, I do.
"Class, listen up," Mr Alan said loud enough for everybody to turn our heads towards the door. "We have a new student who is joining our class today" he cheered, he's always so happy even when were so depressed and don't want to have anything to do with him or this class. Not that being happy is a bad thing but it just creeps me out sometimes.
I look up from writing the sentence I was in the middle of to see the new kid, looks like he'll be a douch. One more person on my list to never interfere with.
"Everybody, this is Toby McDonough".
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I hope you enjoyed chapter 1, this chapter was pretty boring, nothing really happened but I enjoyed writing it :) I'm actually so excited to write this, i won't talk a lot before and chapters because 99.9% of people never read it and just skip to chapter 2
anyway bye, ily.
