*intro of "St Jimmy" starts playing*
Fuck! Why did I think It was a good idea to set this song as my alarm sound?
You think as you make an attempt to get out of your comfy and warm bed.
It's currently 7:00 in the morning aka I-hate-my-life time of the day and also the first day of school. The thought of having to go back there and face all these stuck up students makes you sick. Or maybe it's the thought of having to hear another sarcastic comment from a teacher you would gladly spit in his/her coffee if you had the chance.
You've managed to get up (kinda) but all these thoughts drag you back down as you fall back and sink into your soft bed sheets.
First attempt to get up: Failed
And what about all those tests you're going to fail? The lessons haven't even started and you're already thinking about giving up. You know you won't do any homework, actually you don't really remember the last time you opened a school book... And you probably won't pay much attention in class either. You prefer to just draw in your little sketchbook instead of taking notes.
"Y/N, are you up yet? You don't wanna be late on your first day!" your mother shouts from the kitchen.
Late for what? Hell?
"I'm up mum!" you shout back, even though you haven't gotten up yet.
You finally decide to get out of bed and make yourself look presentable. The first impression is always important, right? As you drag your feet towards the bathroom you imagine how horrible your must look. You raise your head and stare at your reflection.
It's worse than you though.
"Messy" doesn't even begin to describe how your hair looks and of course there are dark circles under your eyes because you thought it was a great idea to blog till 4am (curse you tumblr!). At least your skin looks clear, that's a relief. You wash your face and brush your teeth. Combing your bird-nest looking hair has always been a chore for you so you skip it and decide to just straighten them a bit. Then you apply a bit of concealer, eyeliner and mascara, not too much though... and done.
You look up for a second time and you're pleased with the result.
Yep, much better, you think as you wink to your reflection before getting out of the bathroom and straight to your room. Now it's time for the clothes... You decide to go with the usual black skinny jeans (not so skinny around your pear-shaped body though...), a baggy, plaid shirt and your black converse. Simple as that. You never really put that much effort into what you wore.
What time is it? you ask yourself as you grab your phone.
8:07, I missed the bus! Damn it, I'll have to walk now...
You start running around the room, grabbing things and throwing them inside your backpack. Breakfast isn't an option unless you want to miss first period but you decide to grab a coffee on your way to school since you're gonna be late anyway.
As you walk out the door you take your mp3 out of your pocket and put on your headphones. You press "shuffle" and "Highway to hell" starts playing.
Seriously? you think, raising an eyebrow. Thanks for the motivation.
You continue to walk though, dozing off now and then, imagining that you are in a movie or something. You really enjoy doing that, especially when reality isn't that pleasant and you just want to escape from everything. The only good thing about school is art class. You loved art and you tried really hard in class unlike most of the students who were just throwing paint at each other like 5 year olds.
You finally reach your school but before you go inside you look at the time. It's almost 9 o'clock so you've already kinda missed the first period. Instead of walking straight to your doom you decide to wait at the coffee shop outside until 9:15.
There's a small table by the window that looks nice and isolated so you go and sit over there, not wanting to talk to anybody this early in the morning. You order your usual to the polite waitress that came over as soon as you sat down and then you wait while you casually look around the shop for anything, or anyone interesting. There's a guy in a suit, reading a newspaper, an old couple who looks really cute (iseriouslyloveoldcouples3) and a bunch of other random people... And then there's this boy at the corner of the shop who seems to be about your age. He has brown hair with a fringe that partly covers his chocolaty brown eyes and he's really handsome. His face looks up and you find yourself looking directly into the his eyes as he does the same thing. After a few seconds you both break eye contact as he reaches for something in his backpack. He takes out a sketch book and a pencil and starts drawing. He seems pretty concentrated and it makes you wonder what he's sketching. After a little while, he looks at his watch, takes his stuff and gets out of the coffee shop rather quickly. He's most likely late for school just like you.
You finish your coffee, pay the waitress and leave the shop. I wonder if I'll ever get to see that guy again you think as you walk into the school building. You go towards your locker to wait for the bell to ring but as you're walking hastily your phone rings. You open your bag and start looking for it not really paying attention to what's in front of you. Suddenly, you bump into someone who is, apparently, also in a rush and you both fall down.
"Are you alright? I'm so sorry!" the guy says in a worried tone.
"Yeah, don't worry about it. It's my fault anyway, no need to apologize." you say as you look up to face him.
As soon as you look at him you realize he's the same boy from the coffee shop and you feel your heart beating fast.
"Here, I'll help you with these." he says as he picks up a couple of your notebooks that are scattered all around the floor.
His hand reaches your sketchbook and he starts flicking through the pages with interest.
"Wow, these are really good!" he says with a smile on his face. The dimples that have suddenly appeared on his cheeks are the cutest thing.
"Nah, they're not that great." you say but you're probably blushing right now.
"I really like them." he says with a little smirk "But I think we should get up now, unless you want to spent the rest of the day here with an idiot, that's totally fine with me."
You giggle. "To be honest I'd rather do that instead of going to class... But I guess you're right." you say as you get up and start cleaning the dust off your clothes.
"Well, the bell is about to ring and I have to get to class, so... I'll see you around?" he says after he gets up too.
"Sure, we should hang out at lunchtime or something." you say with a little smile "Although, you haven't told me your name yet."
"You're right, I almost forgot. I'm Dan." he says.
"Nice to officially meet you" you say with a smile "I'm Y/N".
"That's a really nice name. It was lovely meeting you Y/N." he says "Also, check your sketch book."
"Err... ok, I will. Bye Dan." you say with a puzzled look and then wave at him as he leaves.
Wow, that was rather interesting. I wonder why he wanted me to check my sketch book...
