I'm just a messy ending (Ben Bruce Fanfic)

Morning before school..

"Urgh.. Shut the fuck up!" I groaned at my alarm clock, which was waking me up at 5:30am.
"Urgh.. Shut the fuck up!" I groaned at my alarm clock, which was waking me up at 5:30am.

Oh shit.

It's my first day back at school, and I'm just going to get bet up. Again.

I decided to get up and actually make the effort to look decent for my first day back. I walk over to my wardrobe and pick out a Led Zepplain shirt, in which I ripped the arms off, ripped up black skinny jeans, and all-black authentic Vans.

I took these into the bathroom and put them on the floor ready for when I had a shower. I turned the water on and brushed my teeth whilst waiting for the water to heat up.

I jumped out of the shower after getting washed and put my clothes on. I searched for my Vans black and white check backpack and shoved all my school books in there, putting it by the front door so I don't leave it in my room when I go to school.

I went into my kitchen to make myself some breakfast. Fuck. I've ran out of bread for toast.

I quickly ran back upstairs, dried and straightened my mousse brown hair and legged it to the corner shop.
I returned home and popped my newly-bought bread into the toaster and waited for it to ding.

My toast was finally done, so I could now butter and eat it.

By the time I had done this, I still had an hour before I had to leave for school. I didn't realise I could get ready this quick.

I planned to go upstairs and play Xbox for a while, and that's when my doorbell rang.

Who the fuck would come to my house? I asked myself.

I unlocked the door to find a delivery man. Oh, right. Of course it wouldn't be anyone I could become friends with.
"Alright, mate. If you could just sign here?" The man said, pointing to a machine that I had to sign to receive my package. I did as I was told and took the package inside, slamming the door behind me with my foot.

It was off my mom and step-dad. They live in Dubai, I did too, but I wanted to come back here so they paid for a house for me to live in and I guess that's it really, here I am.

I opened the massive package to find my mom had sent me my old red and black Ibanez which I had in Dubai.
Straight away I pulled it out and started twanging the strings. As soon as I had calmed back down I text my sister, Bex (her real names Rebecca, but she prefers to be called Bex) to ask her to say thank you to my mom and stepdad. She replied pretty much straight away saying of course, and that they all miss me. Yeah, right.

It was now 8:00 and I now had to leave for school, and fucking hell, was I dreading it.

I grabbed my headphones and my shitty iPhone 4 and left the house, blasting a few Pink Floyd songs until I arrived at the school gates. I made my way down to the yard and sat in my usual position, the corner closest to the music block. On the way down here I had already been called several names; "emo", "cutter", "attentionseeking cunt". I decided to try and ignore it and I just waited for the first bell of the day to ring so I could go get my timetable and head into music.

"Oi, battyboi! What you doin' out on the floor, you toss piece!" Jacob, the most popular boy shouts at me, standing next to his beautiful girlfriend, Alexandria. He doesn't deserve her, she's far too perfect with her bright, blue eyes, long, rainbow, emo hair, her soft lips, well, at least I think they're soft, they look it.

"Oh, will you just piss off, mate?" I reply, looking down at my phone to check the time.

"You wanna fight, geeza?" He tormented.