Detention

Late For Day One

"ALYSSA, GET DOWN HERE NOW!"

I quickly shot up from bed remembering that in less then 10 minutes, I start my last first day of school.

I got up and ran to the bathroom to tame my wild hair that stood up in all different directions. I ended up just putting it in a low ponytail. I quickly ran back to my room and put on some black jeans, a white t-shirt, and an oversized jacket.

I ran downstairs to go ask my mom for a ride since I obviously missed the school bus.

I put a piece of toast in my mouth and ran to the front door and slid my feet into my plain white Nikes and ran out the door and waited impatiently for my mum to enter the car and take me to school.

its my first day of school and I'm already late. how great is that. I already know my moms gonna give a lecture on the way to school, but the real scariness is when I see my best friend, Lizzie.

"how are you already late on your first day of school?" my mom asks me. "I honestly have no idea, I set an alarm for 7 am so I can shower and take my time to get ready but it must of not of gone off" I told my mom.

"oh yeah no, it did go off. for 4 whole minutes till I came in your room and turned it off before you woke up your brother!" my mom told me. "wait a second. you came into my room and turned off my alarm but instead of waking me up, you left me there to be late? how does that make any sense?" I argued. and of course, my mom argued back. I don't know what I was expecting her to do but i forgot how stubborn she can be. "well its not really my job to make sure awake for school everyday. what happens if I'm at work one day and you have to get up on your own? you'll just stay sleeping the whole day till I come home won't you?"

she did make a fair point, but I wasn't in the mood to argue right now.

as the car came to a stop I quickly grabbed my bag and ran out the car and into the school. I always hate being late because when I walk in the classroom everyones always staring at me like I'm the weird freak which is stupid to think because they're just looking at the girl who interrupted their learning. not that anyone pays attention anyway.

I walked into the class and of course, "Miss Garcia, nice of you to show up" of course Mrs Davis had to say some sarcastic thing to change my mood. I wish I could say something back but if I wanna finish senior year. then I had to be on my 'best behaviour' as my mom likes to say.

"sorry miss my alarm didn't go off like I had planned it to but I promise it won't happen again" I lied. I knew it would happen way more then at least 4 times this year because that's just my luck. "okay well for now I'll let it slide since its the first day of senior year, but don't expect anymore free passes." she continued. 

I walked over to my best friend and I could tell she was pissed at me for being late. we had this whole plan to make this the best year we can and how and where we're going to sit in each class, but I could really decide with her since I was late, but it looked like she saved me a seat next to her so obviously I took it. 

"I am so sorry, my mom turned off my alarm and left me there to wake myself up, which you know Im terrible at" I tried to reason with her. "oh so now we're blaming our parents for being late? very original." yep, she was pissed.

I love my best friend of course, but she's very stubborn like my mom. they definitely have that in common.

"oh come on, it was out of my control. let me buy you lunch today and we'll be cool, okay?" I tried to argue my way back into my best friends heart with food. which of course, worked. "ugh fine whatever, I'm in the mood for Taco Bell" I knew she wanted taco bell before she had to say it because i obviously wanted it before. that's how we work. we think the same, act the same, talk the same, people always think were related but we're also two complete different people.

I like to solve things like, who ate the last cookie? or, who was the last person to watch television. I've always been like that. it was my dream to become a detective and work for the FBI.

my best friend, lizzie on the other hand was a sports fanatic. any sport you say, she plays. football, soccer, volleyball, she even plays lacrosse sometimes.

soon after the bell rang and off to the next class we go. 

        A/N 

Hey guys I just wanna say this is my first book ever and I am not a writer in anyway. I just thought one day "oh why don't I try writing a book of myself" so I did. I hope you enjoyed and can't wait to write the rest.

bye :)