Chapter 1
Thump thump thump.... " Wake up Sam! First day of high school don't want to be late!" shouts my mom through my door. My head feels weighted down. Like after having to wake up early after staying up till 3,4,5,6 or even later for about 81 days. Oh the 81 days? Oh that would be summer break. I would also like to clear up I am a female, and yes this does start on the first day of school. My real name is Samantha. My friends and family call me Sam or Sammy. Yes, strange but is better than some other things to be called before . But back to the story.
I slowly crawl out from under The Nightmare Before Christmas comforter that I ended up making into a cocoon of warmth. The room is dark so I stumble over my feet to go get my cat eye glasses across the room. Once they are on I grab my clothes layed out on the chair. Then retreat back to the secluded warmth and comfort of my bed. I some how pull on my grey Hot Topic ripped pants and my American Beauty/American Psycho the shirt without standing up. The urge to just curl up and sleep till noon is a highly wanted option. But no, I have to go to the soon be new hell for the next four years. Normally called high school. As you can tell I'm not looking forward to it. But I would prefer a job once I'm older. Plus I get to see my peeps again later. They will be ever so important to this story. They are apart of the family.
Thump thump thump
"Sam, get a move on you don't want to be late for your first day of high school do you?" my mom says through my door.
"I guess not. But Dane's not ready either! " I answer. Dane's my totally awesome step brother. He too is starting high school today. I jump out of my bed and grab my cell phone off the floor and unplugged the charger. Then quickly grab my reversible Jack and Sally hoodie. As I open the door I am greeted by the eye piercing light coming from the bathroom me and my mom share. It yes, what a great way to start off they day. It feels like :GOOD MORNING SAMANTHA CURTIS!!!!!! THAT'S FREAKING FANTASTIC THAT YOU ARE STARTING HIGH SCHOOL TODAY!!!!!! LET'S MAKE IT FEEL LIKE THIS LIGHT IS STABBING YOU IN THE EYES!!!!!!!!!!
If you can't tell that those lights are incredibly bright. I have to turn around for a couple of seconds. That really freaking hurt. The bright white dots dissappear after a little bit. I make my way in to the bathroom squeezing in behind my mom.
"Good morning sweetheart. Hope you ready for your first day of high school." she says squeezing my shoulders.
"Morning. Me too. " I responded while trying to rubbing tired out of my eyes.
" Give me a minute and then I'll be out of your way. " replies my mom while applying her mascara. I sit on the edge of the tub pondering of who from my elementary school will I be seeing again and which I might never see again. I get a lump in the back of my throat. I won't see some of my best friends everyday anymore. Like Lily and Alyssa and Anna. I'm going to miss them so much. But I'll make more friends. But God am I going to miss my old ones. Then my mom steps aside and quickly leaves. She has a huddle to get onto for work soon. So I stand up and shut the door behind her. Trying to swallow the lump away. I get in front of the mirror.
Oh. My. Jesus.
My pixie hair cut is stuck up at odd angels and twists and looks like I've been through a hurricane. I quickly grab my hair brush and grab some water to try and work it back into it's places. It mildly works. I'm almost tempted to ask my mom for help putting it back into order. But I figure it out. I then wash my face. The cold Seabreeze on my face wakes my up a little bit more. But still I feel like curling up onto the floor and taking a nap. But I press on. Then when it's time to brush my teeth. Which will hurt since I just got my braces tightened recently. I sit on the toilet seat with my feet up pressing against the cabinet in front of me. I can't believe that it's high school already. If felt like summer break between 5th grade and 6th grade was yesterday. I wish it was. I finished brushing my teeth. Then I debate if I want to put on eyeliner. There's pro and cons to it.
Pro- I actually look mildly nice in eyeliner, cat eye eyeliner goes great with cat eye glasses, and I won't look like I just rolled out of the garbage. Cons- people could expect my to wear it every day, if I rub my eyes I look like Harley Quinn in her mug shot for the rest of the day, it could take me an hour to get both eyes looking nice and not like a hookers.
So I decided against it. Then I trot into the laundry room to see my ferrets. Yes, I have ferrets. I know pretty strange but they are really cool. I open the small cage door and scratch which ever one was closes. Lump's little head shoots up his little eyes widen as he realizes it me. He's so use to have me wake him and his brother's Bubba and Scrap up and let them run about the house for a little bit. But not today. I scratch the both of them and kiss the tops of their heads. I'm gonna miss hanging out with my furry bugs all day. Getting to hug them anytime I get anxious is gonna be tough. Then I go up the stairs. There's my mom ready with her cell phone camera so she can send pictures to my dad. Or even post on Facebook about how I have grown up so fast.
"There's my girl. Come on over time for pictures!" excitedly states my mom.
I stand where she wants me to and smile. This has always been a traditional thing. First day of school got to have the pictures. "We'll take more at the school." she tells me. I just roll with it. I really don't mind getting my picture taken. Then Dane walks up.
"Hey Dane! Are you ready to have to go to the same school as me for a he next 4 years? " I sarcastically shout at him. He chuckled.
" Well when you put it that way....it sounds not fun. " he replies with a smirk. We are mean to one another sometimes.
" So where's dad? " he asks my mom. His dad my step dad.
" On his way to see Bella off on her first day of school too. " she answered. Bella is my step sister, Dane's half sister. Yes very complex I know.
" Let's get a move on people! Can't be late!" my mom says trying to push us over the the small mountain of shoes by the front door. I find my new light grey low top converse. Throw those bad boys on and grab my highly decorated backpack with only the things that I felt I need for today. I slowly walk to the front door. My heart drops. It really is time to start. This all of a sudsen hits to me. The first day when ever I stand near the door I realize that break really is over. If the getting up early and wearing a backpack part didn't hint at it enough already. I just don't want to go. I'm afraid. Not about school. Just people's opinions. I just don't want to have a panic attack in front of people I don't even really know. Just thinking about having a panic attack makes me feel like having one. The only people that have seen me have one are my friends. Not even my step brother has seen me have one. I can't have one today. I just can't.
So I pull up the tumbler post explaing how to calm do during one. I make it my screen saver. If I feel one coming on I can just turn my phone on and follow it instructions. I can do this today. I have to make it through the day. I squeeze my eyes shut. I just have to make it through one day.
"Ready to go? " my mom asks.
"Ready as I'll ever be." I mumble
"Let's go! " she joyously states. I really don't want to go. But I guess I have to. I am really not looking forward to this. But I have to get a career one day.I open the door and walk out onto the cold air. It looks like it's going to rain. Which does make it somewhat better. I make my way down the driveway to my mom's car. I finally get to it to find it locked. I just wait staring at the phone screen. I wonder if I can memorize the instructions. But then my mom and Dane come trotting over. We all pile onto the car. It's strongly quiet. I hate the quiet so I turn up the radio. Soft guitar strings full the quiet car. I don't know of the song but the guitar calms my buzzing brain. I close my tired eyes. This car is more comfortable than I thought. A rough stop proceeds me to launch forward. I open my eyes. Oh goodie..... I see the school. It now begins. Me and Dane climb out of the car.
"Bye! I love you! Good luck!" says my mom.
"Bye. Love you too. Thanks. " I answer as I slam the door. I turn around. This is it. It's almost like I've just sold my soul to a demon. I'm stuck here for 4 years.
But hey at least I do think have to take anymore pictures today. At least I don't think.
