After actually studying for a bit, Jose leaves my house.
I walk to my moms room and I talk to her.
We talk about our days and we catch up on life.
After talking to her, I walk to my room and I take a nap.
Once I wake up I just lay in my bed, starting at my ceiling.
Grabbing my phone from beside me, I look at the notifications.
I reply to people's messages and I like some pictures and videos on Instagram.
The rest of my day if very unproductive.
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The next morning I wake up and I almost cry.I have a bunch of hickeys on my neck.
I attempted cover them with makeup but I fail.
I run into my bathroom and I grab my brush.
I brush through my hair and I attempt to cover my neck with my hair.
If you look closely you can see the hickeys.
Honestly, I don't really care if people at school see them, I'm just trying to get past my mom.
"COME ON DAYA, YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE!" My mom yells.
Flinging my backpack on my back and grabbing my phone, I walk into the kitchen and grab a banana.
"I'm ready!" I say as I walk towards the front door.
I open the door before running to the passengers seat.
My mom unlocks her truck before turning around to lock the front door.
"Sheesh, someone's in a hurry now!" My mom says as she gets into the car.
"I don't wanna be late!" I shrug.
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I get to school with a couple of minutes to spare.
Right now, everyone seems dead.
No one wants to be here still.
The bell rings and I make my way to my first period class.
Mrs.Crown has us write in our journals while she takes attendance.
The journal for today is written on the whiteboard in Mrs.Crown'a fancy handwriting.
It reads: Iϝ ყσυ ɯҽɾҽ ƚɾαρρҽԃ σɳ αɳ ιʂʅαɳԃ, ɯԋαƚ ƚԋɾҽҽ ƚԋιɳɠʂ ɯσυʅԃ ყσυ ƚαƙҽ ɯιƚԋ ყσυ αɳԃ ɯԋყ?
Hmm, I think to myself.
I get an idea of what I'd bring and then I start writing.
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Iᖴ I ᗯEᖇE TᖇᗩᑭᑭEᗪ Oᑎ ᗩᑎ Iᔕᒪᗩᑎᗪ I'ᗪ ᗷᖇIᑎG ᗩ ᗷᑌᑎᑕᕼ Oᖴ ᗯᗩTEᖇ ᗷEᑕᗩᑌᔕE I ᑎEEᗪ TO ᗪᖇIᑎK ᗯᗩTEᖇ, I'ᗪ ᗩᒪᔕO ᗷᖇIᑎG ᔕOᗰE ᑕᗩᑎᑎEᗪ ᖴOOᗪ ᔕO I ᑕOᑌᒪᗪ ᗯᗩᖇᗰ IT ᑌᑭ ᑌᑎᗪEᖇ ᗩ ᖴIᖇE ᗩᑎᗪ EᗩT, ᗩᑎᗪ ᒪᗩᔕTᒪY I'ᗪ ᗷᖇIᑎG ᗩ TEᑎT ᔕO I ᑕOᑌᒪᗪ ᗷE ᑭᖇOTEᑕTEᗪ ᖴᖇOᗰ ᗩᑎY ᗯIᒪᗪᒪIᖴE Oᑎ TᕼE Iᔕᒪᗩᑎᗪ!
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The Tutor 2
FanfictionThings are looking up for Daya! Follow her on her journey through her senior year of high school!