AN: If this sucks please tell me, I'm not really used to writing.
BEEP, BEEP, BEEP! Uggh! Shut that damn thing off! I fumble around looking for the snooze button when all of a sudden my blanket is thrown off of me. I am not a very happy person in the morning so this earns them with a look that could kill and a grunt of some very colorful language.
"Wake up little Clare-bear it's your first day of school!" Oh my god Jonathan needs to leave before I end up punching him.
"GO AWAY!" I roll over and stuff my face into my pillow trying to ignore him, but he was having none of that, and he slings me over his shoulder walks me to the bathroom, drops me in there, then slams the door.
"If I don't hear that shower turn on in two seconds I'm coming in there myself!" Jonathan screams while walking away laughing, ugh that guy gets in my nerves.
So after I get my shower and my clothes on I try to fix the red mess that I call my hair. It takes 30 minutes but I finally get my curls somewhat tame and brush some light make up on to complete my look. i leave the bathroom wearing my favorite concert tee, black skinny jeans and converse. I think I look decent and certainly could have looked worse if I wanted to.
I can't wait to get this day over with, because I certainly wasn't ready for a new school. Luke, my mom's new husband, a cool guy and all don't get me wrong, but it was his fantabulous idea to move to the suburbs. The place is cool I guess but I really miss New York and my friends. I complained the whole time moving here but my mom was being optimistic. 'You'll make new ones' my mom says, well personally I liked my old ones just fine. Now I am going to a brand spanking new school and know no one. My school's name is Idris High and it is supposedly the best school here, or whatever. The school is really big but it's nice I guess. When we took a tour of the place I noticed they had a really nice art room so that should be good.
I grab my bag and yell for my brother to come down the stairs, something my mom would have been mad at me for but no one was home except me and him so screw it. He comes bounding down the steps grumbling about how impatient I am and I need to take a chill pill. "So are you going to hurry or what? I need a ride and your being super slow so get your tail in gear before I have to smack you.
"Oh cause your soooo scary munchkin, I'm just screaming and running in fear." He makes a little show of weirdly running to the door before I whack him in the head, I have to stand on my tip toes to reach him but that's beside the point. So what if I a little small, ok maybe a lotta small, but still I can be scary if I want to, I hope.
"Let's just get outta here before were late on the first day of school, genius."
So we ended up right on time by a few minutes thankfully because I would've been mad if we were late. I get my schedule and find I have math first, great because I won't get tired of that soon. I find my locker and throw my stuff in not caring enough to organize it. I walk into math and since I was one of the last people to get in there was only a couple of seats left, and they were both at the same two-person table. Thank the lord I would have a seat all to myself in the class.
The seat was all the way in the back so of course I got curious stares and glances come my way, I mean I was the new girl who was extremely short and had bright 'look at me' red hair, what's not to stare at? I sat down quickly in my seat trying to cause the least amount of attention to come by my way. I had a couple of minutes before the teacher would come in so I pulled out my sketch book and started drawing like always. It started out small doodles but the doodles ended up turning into an elaborate sketch of twists and turns, that was starting to look really cool, when all of a sudden I hear the screech of a chair being pulled out beside me. Dammit! I thought I was the last one looks like I was wrong.
"Whatcha drawin Red, it looks funny," says a voice behind me and I look back to see beautiful gold eyes, looking at me with mischief.