Past Becomes Present
Miley's Thoughts
"You got to be got damn kidding me!" – I knocked my head into the locker with a steady rhythm. It was just the top of everything that the locker wouldn't open. Everything just went wrong from the moment I got out of bed. I slide down the lockers, sitting with my head buried in my knees recalling my morning.
"Miley! Wake up, you never guess what?" – said my twin sister Selena, while she jumped on my bed. There was nothing more I hated than people busting in ruining my beauty sleep and that it was my sister just made it worse.
"Okay I'm awake! Stop jumping!" – I rubbed my eyes, trying to get used to the sun shining through my no longer closed curtains.
"Zac is coming home!"
I was frozen. I never thought that would be the words I would hear on a Tuesday morning. If Zac was coming home then it meant I was looking forward to some serious problems. Well you can't possibly know it but you see when Zac left he didn't just leave because he wanted to. Yeah you see it was kind of my fault. We had had a huge fight, which was really strange since Zac and me used to be so tight, unbreakable. He had my back and though he didn't needed it I would always be there for him. So either I was looking forward to a very cold Zac or to a heartbroken Zac who would never speak to me, because at the end I was the one who were right. Not that I would ever get myself to tell him: I told you so.
I groan and looked at my sister – "Please tell me you're kidding?"
"No kidding. Isn't it great!?"
"Yeah its unbelievable great now get the hell out of my room." – I pushed her off the bed practically shoving her out the door. It was easy for her, no one ever seemed to be angry at her, at least not for a long time. With me it was a totally other story. I was the black sheep of the family or at least that's what I like to call myself unfortunately it's becoming more and more realistic those days. I don't know if it's my own fault or whatever but at the moment I didn't give a shit.
So to pour some icing on the cake my best friend was out of town during the week on vacation with his family. God I could need some guy perspective to handle the whole Zac issue, but no way on earth I was on my own. So now you're probably thinking: well couldn't you just talk to one of your other friends? Well here's the thing. I don't have any other friends. David was my best and only friend, not that it bugged me. I used to have a lot of friends, hell I used to be popular at my school too, but that's more than forgotten now. All because of the "Zac issue" yeah I know, you're wondering what that's all about and you'll get to know about it soon.
"Miley are you okay?" – Mr Tanner looked at me worried. Great just what I needed. What is it about teachers and wanting to 'help'? If they knew better then they would just butt out of it leaving me and all the others alone, but no way were they ever going to do that.
"I'm fine Mr Tanner, just tired" – I forced a smile on my face looking like that false bimbo that people thought I had become. Luckily the sucker Mr Tanner bought it and left while returning my smile. Jeez what a dump-ass.
I took a deep breath before getting up from the floor to try to open the locker one more time and of course this time the door just swung open like it hadn't even been locked in the first place. Typical. So I got my book and with heavy steps I walked towards my Music class. If you knew me a year ago then you would know that Music was my favourite class but now you would probably think that it was my absolute worse and horrible class ever.
I took seat at the back of the class like I used too trying to blend in with the instrument but as always Demi wouldn't let me just be a spot on the floor.
"Oh look there's the fallen rock star, what an honour to be around your present" – and of course she did her fake laugh afterwards. I'm telling you that girl is as fake as the fur she's wearing. God what a bitch.
I rolled my eyes at her – "Not that I enjoy listening to your fake voice during the class. Has no one ever told you, you're tone deaf?"
And of course she send me an evil glare before flipping her hair turning her attention to the oh so hot Taylor. I had to admit he was hot, freakishly hot and also an ex-boyfriend of mine, but no going back there. I mean Taylor is awesome and everything but after three months together we both agreed it wasn't going to be us, so we might as well call it a quits.
Taylor turned around to look at me when Demi didn't saw it and mouthed a sorry so I send him a quick smile making him know I'm okay before turning my attention to my songbook. And that was it.
So the class went as fast as a snail crossing the street. Luckily there was no song rehearsing this hour just working on some lyrics. I have always enjoyed writing songs and singing them, but during the past year not so much in public, besides they really didn't know what I was going through and was I gonna tell them? Not likely.
So after the 6th period I had to get my heavy ass on the way home. Home if only I didn't have to go there. I thought maybe I could escape to the beach but on the other hand I might as well get it over with. And if I was lucky I would be home before him and then I could just hide in my room.
And for once I actually was lucky I even succeeded to get up to my room without Selena or Mom noticing. So I quickly closed the door, locking it before grabbing my Ipod turning it up on and throwing myself on the bed, though as usual I get soft when it comes to music and before I knew it I started singing along and dancing around in the room.
I didn't even know how much time has passed but I was quite sure that the not so pleasant visit suddenly invaded the house. It was just a feeling I got deep in my stomach, I have had that a lot since Zac left in the first place and it only got worse especially when the feeling always used to be right. I tried to ignore it by turning on my favourite song unfortunately that didn't work, so I let out a sigh and jumped on the bed, trying to figure out how to handle everything.