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hey guys.
this is kinda an important note so please read:
since school is back for me, meaning i have homework and exams, my updates will kinda be sporadic. I'll be trying to upload on the weekends when I can and will try my HARDEST to be consistent with all my books. don't give up on me.
ive also been having a pretty horrible start to my morning so my whole mood has been bleh so this chapter might be bleh.
but nevertheless, hope you enjoy.
sorry for grammar mistakes
(I don't remember what I named the school if i even named it lol)
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When I woke up the next morning, I concluded today was going to be a terrible day.
To be honest, I didn't even wanna go to school, more or less show my face to people who think I'm a joke or hear Watered-Down-Y/n whenever I walk to class too.
I didn't want to do Jeon Jungkook's homework, I didn't wanna see my friends, and I damn sure didn't wanna see Bae and Jimin all lovely like last night when he kissed her or when she kissed him. Does it matter? Bottom line: I didn't wanna do anything but sleep, the one thing I didn't do all night.
But the note on the counter from my mother with her horrible handwriting told me I had to go to school and that she wouldn't be home for a few days, and she also left a fifty dollar bill in the pantry bowl. I wondered where she was going this time and with who she was spending her time with and when it would end up in the newspaper again that my mother is quite a shitty parent.
I don't even know why the newspaper in this town was even called "news". It practically just dug up information and dirt about everybody living here and used their private life to make headlines and money like a TMZ or paparazzi reporter. I had my name there one too many times but the most leading family on there was of course the Parks with their amazing success and how they are changing the city from rags to riches in this place.
God, this made going to school even worse.
Downing my last bit of liquid courage, aka my coffee, I slowly pull into the school parking lot, dread and anxiety already filling my bones. My car jutted back and forth against the gravel before settling down right in front of the red cone. A heavy sigh leaves my lips.
The parking lot was mostly deserted, only a few dudes in leather jackets chilling around the corner and some stoners hiding behind the thick, green bushes right in front of the school sign were lingering around and I was so grateful for that. I was somewhat late to class, the final bell rang at 8:05 and it was currently 8:10 but I didn't really care much, my lazy appearance spoke that much for me.
Running a hand through my hair, I open my car door while grabbing my bag from the passenger seat and slam it shut. I sling my bag over my shoulder just as I pull my hood up, containing my messy hair from whipping me in the face due to the change in weather.
