"Lily, time to get up for school," My mom's stern tone was coming out this morning as she nudged my body harshly with her hands.

"Get up," She rolled me over like a piece of dough, so my face was facing the ceiling and the lights were piercing through my lids.

"Five more minutes." I grumbled sleepily before turning my face into the soft darkness of my pillow, not even opening my eyes.

"It's already been ten, now get up!" She shouted with frustration as she ripped off my blanket and threw it onto the floor.

I laid there motionless, in hope that she would leave me alone and let me sleep for the rest of the school year, but instead she stood there staring at me like I was a dead fish in a tank.

"Do you want to be late for school!?" She asked, her voice lingering with a little hint of defeat, dangling like her arms by her side.

"I'd rather miss it entirely." I groaned into my pillow.

"I'll throw your phone in the toilet and not get you a new one." She threatened with an obvious smirk that I didn't even need to see to know it was there.

"Fine." I mumbled getting up and out of bed, "Same time tomorrow morning?" I joked while holding my hand out for her to shake.

"Just two more years of high school, then you can move out and do whatever you want." My mom laughed as she walked out of my room, leaving my hand propelled in the air.

I rolled my eyes and smiled. That was my mom. She liked to tease and she was comfortable. My friends called her the "cool mom" but I just called her my loser. Guess thats where I get it from, huh? I love my mother. She's the type that you can joke around with and she's pretty flexible with me, but she has drawn a line that I, sadly, cannot cross.

After tripping over my night stand twice from my tiredness, I finally got to my bathroom. Yes, I have my own bathroom. Suck it universe! No parents walking in on me singing in the shower ever! 

I hopped into the shower and was awakened fully when I accidentally turned on the freezing cold water instead of my usual warm shower.

"Oh my god!" I squealed slipping away from the jets of freezing ice water, almost falling face first as I did so. 

Using my foot, I nudged the shower tap until it was warm and soothing. I cuddled up to the water and let the smell of my shampoo intrude all my sleepiness and replaced it with energy. I continued to condition my hair and wash my body.

After contemplating about it, I got out of my paradise and said goodbye until tomorrow. I ran some coconut oil, from The Body Shop, all over the ends of my long blonde hair as my loose curls were just settling in. I ran some John Freda Dream Curls spray and scrunched up my hair so I could define everything a little bit better.

First day back, might as well look decent, am I right? I'm sixteen now, grade ten woop woop!

Haha, just kidding. Kill me. I hate high school. Its a living nightmare. Best four years of my life, my ass.

I have friends yeah, great friends! But I'd rather be doing something else than being yelled at by a bunch of middle aged adults, who's idea of fun is giving two pop quizzes every Thursday for every week of the year, for seven hours everyday.

The thought of being there for the next 2 years makes me want to stab a walrus. And I love walruses.

Don't stress yourself out, maybe this year won't be that bad. Maybe, I'm just exaggerating, maybe. I should loosen up a bit, and just not care as much.

I walked out in nothing but a towel, my long damp blonde hair cascading down my back as it was just starting to dry.

I'm not big on using heat of my hair, because the thought of damaging it makes me shiver, and it doesn't look that bad when it air dries, in fact, it looks nice. I love my hair, and its taken me a while to grow it down just under the mid of my back, so I try to take care of it as best as I can.

With struggle, I pulled on my dark wash skinny jeans from Forever 21 and threw on an over sized light grey hoodie since it was a little chilly this morning as the brisk fall breeze was sweeping over the city. Underneath, I concealed a almost white t shirt from Aritzia that said Wild Ones with an arrow through the words diagonally.

I grabbed my crappy Blackberry to check my texts but me being the clumsy person I am, I dropped my phone it somehow rolled down under my bed even though it was shaped nothing like a ball.

I got onto my hands and knees to lift the sheets of my bed up and over so I could see everything underneath. With my cheek pressed against my bed post, I stuck my arm under and felt around for my phone until I grabbed something that definitely wasn't what I was looking for.

It was a piece of paper?

I pulled it out from under the dust cloud that is underneath my bed and brushed at it with my fingertips lightly. My eyes got teary once I saw what still moment it had captured.

A picture of the little boy Harry and I.

I'm pretty sure my mom had dozens of pictures of us, even though he was with us merely a week, but I never asked to see them They just made me cry and overthink about how he was doing, if he remembered me, and a whole bunch of other things.

He was my first real friend and my first crush.

I looked at the picture and find myself smiling. It was the day we were in the bath tub together. All you could see were our little heads popping out of the mountains of bubbles and our smiles plastered as we stared at each other with little squinty eyes since our smiles were so big.

I didn't even know my mom took this picture. I have no recollection of her taking it.

I haven't seen or heard from since I was little. He's pretty much been pushed out of my head for quite a bit now, with school and things. I need to focus on work, not some kid I'll never see again...

Although, I do still wonder if his eyes sparkle with that rich emerald green colour and if his hair is still spiralling with perky chocolate brown curls.

"Sigh." I shrugged and wiped the tear that had found its way down my cheek with the back of my hand.

I placed the picture on my dresser and retrieved my phone from underneath my bed

I walked downstairs, had a small breakfast of waffles and fruits and then headed out for school

It was only a ten minute walk and once I got to the school area, my two best friends, Jessie and Bella ran up to me

Jessie has dark red hair, it used to be blonde but she thought blonde was too 'girlie', and bright blue eyes that turn green when she gets upset

Don't ask me how it happens, it just does

Jessie is very edgy, she can scare you but once you get to know her, you'll love her

Bella is very girlie and has dark brown hair and blue eyes

She loves dress, cute skirts, bright colours where as Jessie loves darker, sexy clothes

Total opposites yet best friends, maybe it's cause we all have blue eyes, hehe just kidding

For me, I'm casual but I like to dress it up sometimes

"Do you watch the X Factor?" Bella asked

"Um, no..." I trailed off

"Well there's this really hot guy band that got put together by Simon Cowell. I am so in love with them!" Bella jumped up and down

I looked at Jessie who shrugged "They're pretty good"

"What are they called?" I asked

"One Direction" Bella gushed

"Who are the guy's names?" I asked

"There's Louis Tomlinson, Zayn Malik, Liam Payne, my husband Niall Horan, and Ha-"

The bell rang

"Gotta go, talked to you guys at lunch" I smiled before running off to my locker

I rushed to my first class which was music

I flopped my bag down and sat in the desk and pulled the little pull out desk into my lap

"We're going to be doing harmony, does anyone want to give this song a try?" The teacher, Ms. Wilson said as she passed out the lyrics to "The Show" By Lenka

Ms. Wilson has short, loose curly black hair with hazel eyes. She always has a small nose piercing, she was one of my favourite teachers since she was always nice to me and never bothered me like the other teachers

I smiled, one of my favourite songs

"Who knows this song?" Ms. Wilson asked the class

My hand went up as I read the lyrics in my head

"Well, only Lily knows this song?"

I looked up and saw my hand was the only one

"Crap" I scolded myself

"Would you like to sing with me? Only the chorus" Ms. Wilson asked

I never sang in front of anyone but my mom and dad

I didn't want to hear criticism from people who obviously couldn't do any better but yet I didn't want to hear compliments because I didn't want to be lied to

"It'll improve your marks if you take risks!" Ms. Wilson told the whole class but it was more directed towards me

"Fine" I sighed

"Great!" She exclaimed as she ran off to get her guitar

"Ready?" She looked at me

I nodded and sighed again

"One, two, three" She counted me in

"I'm just a little bit caught in the middle, life is a maze and love is a riddle I don't know where to go, can't do it alone I've tried"

I stopped when I heard her fading out the guitar, something she likes to do when ending a song

The whole class was dead silent but then started to cheer like crazy

I hit my face with my sleeves while everyone was murmuring things like

"I didn't know she could sing"

"Wow she's good"

"Amazing"

"She's gonna be famous"

"Pfffff I could do better"

I rolled my eyes at the people saying that last thing

We used up the rest of the class singing the same song, since some people in the back were off key by a lot

Once the bell rang, I picked up my stuff

"Lily?" Ms. Wilson asked

"Yes?" I said turning to face her

"You should do something like the X Factor" She smiled

"Thanks" I smiled back before leaving the class room

I went on with the rest of my classes until it was lunch time

I sat down with Jessie and Bella

We chatted about boys, class and then music when I remembered that Bella never finished her sentence this morning

"So who was the other guy you were gonna say this morning?" I asked

"Oh yeah, its Harry Styles"

I choked on my water "What?!"