The halls smelt like shit. As usual. This school was complete ass, the lights on a constant dim, the floors sticky with spilt drinks and food. Here is to a fourth year in this hell hole. If you would have told me that I could survive four years here at Maxwell heights I would've laughed in your face but here we are starting the fourth year. There was not a single decent human being in these walls. Everyone's faces and attitudes matched the outside of the building, broken. There was nothing to look forward to anyways. Hardly anyone made it to college or university from here, we were all destined for hard labour the rest of our lives. But not me. Oh God not me, I bussed my ass to get where I am, honour roll every single year might I add. I couldn't fall into the repetitive cycle of getting knocked up in high school and landing some mediocre fast food manager gig. I had seen the way my parents struggled to feed me and my brother and I wasn't going down that path. I want to go into law, land one of those big jobs and buy one of those big houses.
Hard to believe that this was my mindset almost a year ago. Now I sit in the capital city of England, London. Finishing my first year of university and thriving in the community. Boy was it hard, graduating high school was the least of it. The rejection from my parents when I decided to move out here, the countless hours of lost sleep trying to afford to live out here, all to finally be paid off cause I've made it and I'm happy.
"Good morning Amy, what is the plan for today?"
I waved to my roommate as I exited my room to the living space.
"Oh hi Ana, I only have one class today so nothing much just some catching up."
Amy smiled up at me.
She was pretty her hair was straight, red, and long, her eyes were a heavy jade and she was pale. She was my best friend, she was always happy and looked out for anyone with a heart beat, never putting herself first.
"Oh what a bummer, I have no classes today and wanted to see if u wanted to head to the beach with me today." I questioned as I walked over to the fridge grabbing a fruit cup and spoon then turning to her.
"Well ya, I can still come if you want, let's just stop at the mall first, the class starts in 20 minutes and ends at 12. So once I'm back we can go if you want?" She replied.
She got up from her seat placing her bowl in the sink and heading to the door.
"Ya sounds great, I'll be ready by the time you're back."
"Okay bye!" She yelled over her shoulder and she walked out the door.
I finished up my fruit cup and recycled it heading back into my room. It was 10 am and boy was I tired. I got into bed and dozed off into a light slumber making sure I had set an alarm for 11.Startled by the obnoxious ring of my alarm I groan getting up from my bed. Why the hell did I decide to go out? I sighed aloud knowing that if I were to cancel I would not hear the end of it. I walked into my adjoined bathroom brushing my teeth and showering. Once exiting the shower I looked in the mirror. Crap. My hair a whole mess and a half. I touched my phone looking at the time 11:46. Double crap. I began brushing up my frizzy curls into a top knot bun. Well, this would have to do. If Amy walked up in here and I wasn't dressed she would beat my ass. Exiting the bathroom my hair smelt of eco styler and water was dripping down on my forehead. Oh well. I walked into my closet picking out my blue roots tracksuit. I looked towards the bottom of my closet. No shoes, I would have to by a few pairs at the mall cause I really been rocking the same white air max's for a few months now. I came out of my room making sure to grab my phone and purse shutting the door behind me I walked into the kitchen to see if there were any dishes to be washed. None, thank God cause I was really not in the mood. Plopping on the couch I unlock my phone and watch a few room makeovers on YouTube. I hear keys in the door looking at the time it was 12:06. Here we go.
"You ready?" Amy Ask's walking into our apartment
"Yeah, I'm ready."
"Okay great lemme just put these books on my desk"
Amy walked into her room which is the one closest to the front door and emerges from inside in a matter of seconds. I get up walking to the front slipping on my worn out air max's. Damn I look like every other bitch right now.We walk out the apartment me being sure to lock the door, heading into the elevator and walking outside.
"Who's car we taking? " Amy asks.
We stood in the parking garage at the bottom of the apartment. I take the courtesy of using my car and unlocking the doors since she drove us last week. I got into my white mustang Gt. My sweet baby , starting the engine and we were off.Big my young Ma blared through out my car Amy and I sing along we were stopped at a red light when a red Volkswagen GTI stops beside us filled with guys around our age. The one in the drivers seat motions at me to roll my window down.
"Where you guys heading?" He asked. He was cute, his hair was curly and he stood tall and confident in the drivers seat. He had dark brown eyes, and was a coco brown skinned hottie.
"The mall!" Amy leans over me answering
"Oh word ? Us too. Race ya?" He asks looking at me and smirking.
"Lol,bet" I say rolling up my windows and turning up volume. With Sheff G blaring through the car the light turns green and I'm gone before the guys could even take a breath.Jokes on them I do this shit with ease. And for a living.
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Aight so, this my first book that imma actually finish I promise. So hopefully it will get views and things. Also I have not been on wattpad in so long!!! Like you have to pay now?! That's crazy, but this book is free and hopefully will be just as good as the paid ones.Please feel free to point out errors and share opinions throughout the story :)
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