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Wednesday, Dec 17I wake up to the sound of my alarm but I don't open my eyes, hoping I would go back to sleep. I never want to go to school ever again, but at the same time I don't want people to think I'm a wimp and underestimate me. My body wanted to move but my mind is staying in bed. I gradually move one leg at a time and slowly, I walk to the bathroom, my eyes squinting at the amount of light in the room. After switching the light on, I frighten myself just by looking at the gross face of mine in the mirror. I started cleaning the excess make up on my face which looked like a canvas that attempted to look like a panda but turned out to be a black streaks and different shades of tans. Making my face look like I was involved in a gang fight. Thank the lord for makeup wipes. I decide to go a little light on the make up and wore a plain blue button up shirt with a leather jacket and dark wash skinny jeans. I slide into my gray Pink long socks and ran down my carpet stairs. My older brother, Ethan, tossed a waffle towards me and I almost dropped it to the floor. Shaking my head at my brother, while he smirks at me and drinks his stupid milk. Stupid boys, I grab his milk and gulped it down.
"Hey... Heyheyheyhey! Woah, dude whats your problem?!" My brother's face turned into a frown."I don't have a problem, my school has a problem. And my friends have a problem so I'm sorry that I'm kind of cranky because I'm seriously mad at one of my friends also my school okay? So that's my problem thanks for asking." I let out a sigh and walk out of the kitchen without waiting for a reply from Ethan. I swiftly put on my black combat boots and rolled my socks down more. I grab my backpack and my black beanie since it's a little chilly outside and head out. I slowly inhale and exhale the cold breeze around me. Here we go, where hell begins and where it will never end.
Before the bus arrived at my stop, I put in ear phones and turned the volume up. I feel a poke on my shoulder and looked to my side.
"Hi, uh is this-" I hold up my finger, telling this... tall gorgeous boy to wait a sec and I pause my music and he continues, "the bus stop? I'm new here I just moved in-" The guy motions to the houses behind him. He's like only a few down from my house.
"Are you Freshmen or Sophomore?" He asks me, I debate whether I should tell him I'm Freshmen or not but I decided to be honest anyway, "I'm Freshmen." I say barely over a whisper, he nods.
"Well I'm Sophomore and I'm Alex." He holds out his hand, I slowly grab his hand and shake it. I never really shook someone's hand, since this generation teens are just never as formal I guess. He's actually really handsome, almost as handsome as Zayn Malik from One Direction but everybody knows that no one could ever compare to Zayn. Alex has long eye lashes and brown eyes. The sun starts to rise and gleam onto his beautifully sculpted face. Making his eyes turn into a brighter brown like maple syrup. And his jaw line is just wow, before I could go on about his breath-taking features, he glances at me and snaps me out of my day dreaming. Crap! He caught me. How embarrassing, he must think I'm a creep for just staring at him like that. Great, I had one chance to prove myself and now he's going to go to school and realize that I have sex with random guys in a closet for janitors and never talk to me again. But really... it isn't my fault that he's a gorgeous guy, he probably already has a girlfriend! God I'm so stupid. I mentally face palm myself and start my music again. I quietly sigh and awkwardly stand next to this guy. I pat the side of my back pack and pulled out a rectangular box full of cigarettes. What? Who put these in here? Eh, I pull one out, hoping there was a lighter too. Nope, so I let it sit there between my teeth and wait for the bus.
"Uh-"
"It's a damn metaphor." I snapped, I kind of feel sorry for the kid but I'm cranky who could blame me, the bus finally arrives and I put the cigarette back in the box and quickly put it in my backpack. I blasted the music when I stepped on the bus. I didn't want to hear the student's gossip, laugh nor feel their stares and glares behind my back. I found an empty seat and drown in my music. Letting it take over the bad world around me and replaced it with it's words.A/N
Second part of this chapter will be on Wednesday!! Lol I'll try and wait till Wednesday bc this story is so exciting to write :PGoodnight :) x
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