Life was feeling good. But sometimes you have bad days, we all have them. Today was one of those days.
I woke up feeling all tested and ready for school. Then I look at the clock. 7:30. I had TEN minutes to get to school. Usually JARVIS wakes me up, but I guess at night he must've malfunctioned or something.
Hurrying I grab whatever I can find. Jeans, a purple top and brown boots. That's the outfit I manage to get together. I grab my hair in a quick low ponytail and put on a beanie, I mean that's what hats are for!
My breathe stinks, but I don't have time to brush my teeth. I find some mints and pop in like, 5. I grab my backpack and penny board and run to the main room.
The elevator seems to take forever. I now have 5 minutes to get to school. Finally I hear the wonderful ding ofthe elevator,
I run into the kitchen and grab a protein bar as breakfast. I'm in such a rush I don't notice that dad is carrying loads of equipment.
When I do he simply says, "don't tell mom." And hurries out of the room.
Once I reach ground level, I push on my penny board as if my life depends on it. Which it sorta does. 3 minutes to get to school
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I jump into my seat just as the bell rings.
"And you were late because..."
" Shut it Jet, and I wasn't late, I was on time." I retort back to him
"Technically late." He says.
"Technically on time." I say.
Jet is one of my best friends. Its been this way since 1st grade. before you ask, no he does not know who my dad is. We always seem to avoid that subject, it was a shaky subject for all of us. I dont like to say that my dad is the Tony Stark. Still, you should think that popularity is easy. That was true, at some point it was easy. Then it happened.
I was about 6 maybe 7, at a different school in a different state. Malibu, California, West Ridge Elementary School. It was the end of the school year and the whole school had taken a field trip to a local amusement park.
The trip was over and all was left was going home. Dad drove me , Cindy Farlo, Samantha Gine, Lindsey Pipe and Talia Young. Talias mom had drove to the park too. Dad and I had wanted to go for ice cream, but being a selfish little kid, i didn't want anyone else to come. Mrs. Young offered to drive everyone back while we went for ice cream. Then, about 5 minutes later, an accident happened. A drunk driver ran into their car. Only Talia lived. She hated me after that, I tried talking to her but she wouldnt listen. I don't really know what happened to her. All I know is that she got put into foster homes. I left that school as fast as I could. From that moment on, I kept myself distant.
The rest of the day goes smoothly, sorta. Well, good enough to say the least. It was okay in comparison to my last period.
"students, welcome Talia Young. She is from Malibu."
My world comes tumbling down all at once when she sees me. Her eyes scream hatred towards me, but fake authority. She comes over sits next to me and sneers,"Stark"
"you know her?" jet asks.
"sorta." I reply.
During the whole period she acts nice, but i know she's faking it. After class I talk to her."Talia, how have-"
"shut it, lets make a deal, you avoid me, and I dont tell your lover boy about your dad. Okay?" With that she turns and walks off.
Okay so this chapter and the next will be more like one shots, but really important ! After the next one, get ready for angst.
