Magnifying Glass

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After I made my brother his waffles, reluctantly might I add, I moseyed my way up the stairs to try an fix the nightmare that is my face.

I went from flat iron, to mascara, into the closet, back to the flat iron, and finally out my bedroom door. I took a nonchalant peek at my watch, and my eyes nearly bulged out of the sockets. My first lecture started in 10 minutes! Joy oh joy...

I ran, gracefully falling, out the door clad in my black denim, red 'My Chemical Romance' tee, and my most beloved leather jacket. I made it to school in record time, only getting my white converse stuck in mud twice.

I stormed into the building, full on diving into my first room, right as Mr. Bulton carried his pear shaped figure into the classroom himself. I scanned the premises, noticing there was only one available seat left, next to none other than Taylor Patterson, the jock of the school.

Think my life is fabulous? Just wait, my past is so much better... note my sarcasm.