The L button on my computer doesn't work write. I'ts making this whole writing thing extremely frustrating. Sorry that was kinda random anyways here's a new chapter. I am gona switch to Miley's POV eventually but right now I think this story needs to be told from Lilly's POV
Lilly POV
I wake up to the sound of an alarm clock blaring. I try to open my eyes and figure out where it's coming from when I feel something move next to me. Then I hear something hit the floor.
"Uggh, damn!" I hear Sam mumble next to me. I feel her roll over and the alarm finally stops. Then I hear another bang and Sam starts cursing like crazy. I, again, attempt to open my eyes but for some reason I just cant get them to stay open. Then I feel the covers getting pulled off me. I curl up in a little ball in an attempt to stay warm and curse her off.
"Yeah, nice to see you too, darling." She says, sarcastically. I open my eyes and see her standing at the end of the bed, in the dark. She looks like crap, and that's putting it nicely.
"You look like crap. Do I look as bad as you?" I mutter.
"Yeah, you look worse, now get up, I do not feel well and I don't feel like dealing with this. I have such a headache." She mumbles, leaving the room. I start to sit up and immediately feel sick. I lay back down. A couple minutes later I get up again, a little slower this time. I still don't feel well, but I know that there's nothing I can do about that.
"I'm just wearing sweats today, what do you wana wear? I have, like, a pair of your jeans or something in the closet if you want. Or you can borrow some sweats." Sam says, coming back in the room. The whole room is still dark. She tosses me some navy blue sweats.
"Thanks, Sam. Do you have coffee or something?" I ask her, stumbling a little as I try to get out of the bed.
"Yeah, there's coffee downstairs. Also, I suggest eating a bagel." She says. She pulls on a pair of gray sweatpants, a black zip sweatshirt that I'm pretty sure belonged to Oliver, and a pair of black sambas. It was obvious that does not care about looking good today.
"Hurry up, I wana leave soon." She says as she leaves the room. I grab the sweatpants and search through her drawers for something to wear on top, ending up with a baggy white t-shirt. I go to the bathroom and brush my teeth and then pull on my black converse, grab a pair of her sunglasses, and head downstairs. When I get down there I see Sam with her hood up and her head on the table. She lifts her head up when she sees me and takes a bite of her bagel.
"Come on, Lilly, you took forever so you're gona have to eat on the way." She says standing up. She pushes up the sleeves of her sweatshirt and puts the hood up. Then she puts on her sunglasses and opens the door. I grab a bagel and put on my sunglasses, too. The drive to school was quiet since I was eating my bagel and Sam wasn't awake enough to talk. When we got there we saw that a lot of people had dressed like us. Not many people looked like the put some effort into their outfits. Sam parks and we get out of the car. Oliver walks over wearing a pair of navy blue shorts and black zip up sweatshirt unzipped with the hood up.
"Morning, guys. How do you feel?" He asks us. I lean back against the car and Sam leans against me.
"I do not feel well at all. How 'bout you?" She asks. I stop listening to their conversation, though, because I see Miley getting out of Jake's SUV. As Jake is leaving, he sees me, Sam, and Oliver. He drives over and rolls down the window.
"Hey, guys. Have fun last night?" He said, with a grin. I smile and roll my eyes and Sam smiles and nods at him. Oliver and him do some handshake thing, and me and Sam give him a, like, half hug through the open window. They start talking to him about something, but I notice that Miley is walking over to us. She stops next to me and gives me a half smile and then looks down.
"Oh, guys, did you meet Miley last night?" Jake asks, looking at us all. Me and Sam start cracking up and Miley just shakes her head at him with a smile on her face.
"What?" Jake says, looking confused.
"Jake, you introduced us to her." I say, shaking my head while laughing at him.
"Oh, really? Wow, I don't remember that." He says, shaking his head.
"Jake, you're an idiot." Sam says, slapping him lightly in the head. I notice that Miley is looking at me. Sam and Jake start making fun of eachother so I turn to talk to Miley.
"So, Miley, what classes do you have?" She smiles at me, like she's relieved that I remember her and want to talk to her. She hands me her schedule.
"Oh, sweet, we have 1st, 3rd, 4th, 7th, and 8th, and lunch together. Wow, you got lucky, you only have a couple classes without me." I say, winking at her. She laughs.
"Oh, Miley, we have 1st, 3rd,and 5th together. And I'm Sam, if you don't remember." Sam says, looking her schedule over my shoulder and then smiling at Miley.
"No, I think I remember you." Miley says, smiling. Then the bell rings and we all walk into the school. The day passes by slowly because every class is the same thing. Learning the teacher's name, the teacher learning our names, filling out those stupid index cards with our addresses, and finishing up with the teacher explaining the class rules. After lunch I go to 7th period which is chemistry. Miley is already there when we get there, and I sit down next to her.
"Ok, class, I know that so far you guys haven't been doing much today. I would like for you all to choose your lab partners and choose a lab table. Then I will explain the class rules and tell you what I will be expecting from you this year." Miss Hollowell says. I get up and then look at Miley.
"Wana be lab partners?" I ask her, smiling. She smiles back gratefully and we go get a table in the far back corner of the room. The rest of the period is just like the rest of the day and after the bell rings me and Miley walk to English together. When we get there, we see that our teacher is a very strict looking woman. She tells us that our names are on index cards at our seats and that we need to sit down right away and not talk. I can already tell that me and this teacher are not going to get along. Miley's seat is right behind mine.
"Alright, class, I think that you already know how to behave in class, so I am not going to waste today's period going over the rules, I will just briefly remind you. If you are late, you get detention. If I see a cell phone, you get detention and written up. If you miss 3 homework assignments, I will call your house. If you talk, I will write you up and call your house. Your are juniors in high school, I don't think these rules will be too difficult to follow. Any questions? Good. Now, I will not waste this entire first week of school like other teachers do. I am assigning you a project. I'm assuming that you all read 1984 this summer, so I would like you to do a report on it, due in a week. I will let you choose a partner. One partner. Write down your partner's name and your name on the paper on my desk. Go ahead." Everybody turns around and starts looking for a partner. I feel a tap on my shoulder.
"Do you wana be my partner?" Miley asks me, a shy smile on her face.
"Yeah, of course." I smile back. We go and write our names and sit back down.
"So, Lilly, since this project is due in a week, do you wana come over after school today and work on it?" She asks. I smile and nod.
"Maybe this year won't be that bad." I think to myself with a smile.
I don't know if I like this or not. Oh well, I hope you guys liked it. Tell me what your thinking please?