My eyes fluttered open as my phone alarm buzzed in my ear. "Godamn alarm." I mumbled to myself. I remembered... it's the first day of school, High School. It's luckily my last year. I had been held back three times so I'm 21 when I'm supposed to be 18. I rolled my eyes at the thought of school. Did I want to go, absolutely NOT! My stupid little brother barged through the door and hopped on my bed. "Mommy said to get up!" He yelled. He still talked like a 5 year old even if her was 10. He got back off my bed and ean back out my door. I sat up slowly and put my feet on the ground. I stood up and slowly trotted to my closet with a light brown sweater, diamond necklace, black streachies, and a pair of black and white Adidas shoes, mostly white with black stripes. I grabbed my f/c backpack and ran downstairs and out the door.