Chapter 3- When I Thought School Couldn't Get Any Worse

Cover made by: @angiexodeer

Song: Lush Life- Zara Larsson

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I close the front door and lean on it for a couple of seconds.

"Shit. I'm so stupid," I say to myself.

"That's what everyone's been trying to tell you. Took you long enough." I turn to Matthew.

"Hah hah hah, good to know how much you guys think of me." I say sarcastically, rolling my eyes.

"As if we think about you." He retorts with a smile, "Anyways I got more pills for you." I know what you're thinking and no. They are not pregnancy pills. They are actually for sleeping. I have suffered from insomnia for quite awhile now, but I'm used to it.

"Oh thanks."

"Goodnight, stupid."

"Night."

With that, I went upstairs and fell asleep.

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Of course I only slept for about 4 hours. This time it wasn't because of my insomnia. It was because someone had to barge in my room with a freaking cold bucket of water, and throw it on my bed.

Hint: I was on the bed.

Who the hell would do that!?

Someone was gonna die today,...And it wasn't gonna be me, in the room.

That only leads to him.

My brother.

Stupid. Stupid. Brother...You're basically already dead... At least for me you are.

"WHAT THE HELL ANDREW!" I shouted. I was beyond pissed. Anger would be an understatement on what I felt right now.

"I was trying to wake you up, sorry!" He squealed and ran away. He actually squealed. If I wasn't soaking in my own pajamas, I'd actually laugh, but with measures like this there was no time for a laughing session.

"I'm going to kill you, Andrew!" And he was suppose to be the oldest. Yeah right.

I saw him slip down the stairs on the last steps and went for it. He quickly tried to recover, but he thought wrong. His fault for trying to mess with me. Now it's time to pay the price.

"Wait, wait! I was dared!" He said backing away towards the kitchen, where my other brothers were.

"By who?"

"Don't you dare answer that question, man," my brothers said at the same time.

"All of them."

"It was also your idea," Matthew pointed out.

"Ugh! What is wrong with you guys always trying to get me wet!" I shout and instantly regret what I said.

They all start to laugh.

"Disgusting and so immature. Ew just ughhh!" I leave to get changed for school, but not before I hear Caleb shout, 'I love you'.

Love annoying me that's for sure.

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After I take a shower, I got ready for the best day ever. Yeah, no. I got ready for school.

The only good thing about school is having an excuse to talk to your friends. But I only have 2 or 3 classes with mine so most of the time, school just sucks.

I was actually deciding either to stay home or actually go to that hellhole known as school.

But I'd bet I'd be disappointed by another bucket filled with icy water thrown at me.

So I guess I have to go. Sigh.

I am currently trying to tie my shoe laces that are so getting on my nerves. It's like trying to get a knot out from another knot and it's extremely tiny.

Today, I decided to go casual. I'm wearing some old ripped jeans I got as a gift two years ago and a top that is so awesome. It really shows my image. Not like I got a lot to show. My shirt is plain white and has a cool dark font saying, 'I have nothing to wear'. Awesome right? It really describes my...uniqueness. I also added a red-and-black plaid sweater to wrap around my waist. To rock out my whole 'don't even' outfit, I paired it up with some old black converse. That sorta look green but looks black at the same time too. I really don't know why.

I finally get the knot out and tie my shoes with bunny ears. I freaking love bunnies! I just had to add that in. I know, I'm weird.

I really didn't have time to do my hair so I quickly searched on YouTube for quick hairstyles.

YouTube is just a life saver!

I picked the hairstyle that looked like it could be done in about three minutes. It was a simple ponytail that had a braided hair piece wrapped around the hair tie to look like you had none on. It looked good with my natural blonde wavy hair.

I applied some concealer and contour with a dab of lip gloss. Simple and presentable. That was all I needed.

I ran down stairs and probably shouldn't have because I swear I almost died slipping down the stairs. I shudder at that thought.

I quickly grab a Chewy granola bar, gave my mom a kiss on the cheek, and practically flew out the door towards my car. And no it wasn't some cliche old car or brand new expensive car. It was a blue 2009 dodge charger. It wasn't the best but I love it anyway. Plus, it has a sweet air conditioner.

I started the car and 15 minutes later rushed out of it slamming the door. I was already late, if I get any more late slips, I will probably fail. And like my mom always says, 'We don't ever fail'.

I was going to start running to the entrance, but of course something had to stop me. My plaid sweater got caught in between my car door. Then, as I searched my purse for my car keys, I remember where I had my keys.

In the car.

The doors were locked.

I'm in some deep shit!

"Shit!"

I was pulling my sweater so hard, it was sure to rip.

I finally manage to get it loose without a scratch. Thank God!

Remind me later that I have to get a way to my keys!

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"Hey."

"Hey. Do you know if we have any homework?" I ask hoping we didn't have any.

"Nope. We all know I wouldn't have done it either way," This is why I shouldn't have bother asking her. Bea never does homework. I'm surprised she's passing. I swear I work my butt off at school to pass. And somehow, she has better grades than me. It sort of gets me annoyed that she doesn't need to try. Its just like having that one friend who eats so freaking much, but doesn't gain a pound. But I love her any way. We have been friends since last year when she transferred but it feels like we have been friends for years.

We have first period together, which is math. I hate math with a passion. It is one of the things I just suck at doing. I mean imagine waking up, being forced to get out of bed, and having math as the first class you have. It is really bad. And don't get me started on the math teacher. Mr. G is like in his 40s and looks 60 years old. The only thing good about math is the people in it and the jokes we make about the huge bald spot he has on the back of his head.

Today we have some fraction test. Ughh! I am a senior and still suck at fractions.

I look to the front of the class to find Bea. She used to sit at the desk next to me which is in the back, but we got caught talking and she got her seat switched. Now its an empty desk. So mouthing or whispering is all we have for communication. She mouths the first answer to me. I write it down. I hear the door open but don't look up. I know how it feels to be late and enter a class to be stared by the whole class.

I then start to hear whispering and cat-calls so I finally look up. I mean the only whistling people should be doing when someone comes in, is when I am that someone-

My thoughts vanish as I take in the guy in front of the class. He is staring right at me. I know because when I look around everyone has a frown. I turn my face to his again and he is still staring at me.

It was so weird.

Why me? I mean there is plenty of other things to look at, like the girls who are scowling at me.

That's when he starts to smile.

Then it turns into a smirk. Oh God.

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A/N: I finally updated. This chapter was probably the longest one. Well there's only like three chapters but you know what I mean. k you guys who have been voting and commenting and especially for you who have been waiting just for this. Thanks to everyone who has been giving me covers. I love them all and will post them for the future chapters!

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