1.

I smack my alarm on my bedside, groaning I reach for my phone and checked the time its five in the morning.

I brace myself throwing the covers off, my breathe hitches as the cold air hits my body, I drag my feet towards my wardrobe, I grab two towels for my hair and body.

I shuffle to the bathroom, I run the water and begin to strip, I tie my long hair into a messy bun, once the water has reached the right temperature to my liking, I get in and begin to scrub every inch of my body and rinse off.

I undo my hair and begin to condition and shampoo It, the smell of cherry and vanilla invade my nose, I stand in the shower for a bit enjoying the warmth. I shut off the water, I wrap a towel around my body and begin to blow dry my hair I tie my hair into a ponytail, I curl my hair and straiten my bangs, I apply a touch of nude lip-gloss, satisfied I leave the bathroom in search of something to wear.

I place on a black turtleneck tank top, denim skinny jeans with my white and black tommy's. I grab my backpack and place in my stationery my chargers and electronics. I jogged down the stairs with my backpack slung on one arm, the heavenly scent of mom's pancakes invade my nose, the site in front of me makes me want to laugh I try my best to muffle my laugh but fail miserably.

Dad keeps trying to snatch pancakes and mom keeps slapping his hand away shooting death glares at him, they stopped and turned their attention towards me as I sat down.

"Morning " mom said cheerfully.

"Morning mom" I pecked her on the cheek as I sat between her and Dad.

"Saved some for you before your dad could get them" she placed a plate of pancakes in front of me.

"Thanks mama" I said as I stuffed my mouth with food.

"Morning dad" I covered my mouth.

"Morning sweetheart" dad said gruffly as he flipped to the next page of his news paper.

"Excited for your new day at school" dad asked, I shrugged my shoulder and continued to stuff my mouth with food.

"I'm not ecstatic for school need to see how it goes first" he laughed finding humor in my response.

The room filled with silence... each one of us kept ourselves occupied, I grabbed my phone and checked the time I scrolled through social media,

after ten minutes passed,I grab my bag and said goodbye to my father as I followed my mother to her car.

Driving to school only lasted ten minutes. The name of the school shined in bold letters, each word imprinted in gold or what I presume it is on the school building. I stared at it for five minutes, I pushed the doors open. As I walked through the hallway I watched as students conversed in conversations with other students as though they have not seen each other for years, a few other students are dancing or walking around to get were they need to be. I begin to search for the reception office with a bit of help from some students.

I reached the receptionists office and got my schedule, I got to my first class, I sat in the second row as everyone made their way in class. The classroom is filled with chatter, the bell rings twice signaling that class has began, everyone shuffles to their respective places and quiets down as the teacher walks in.

"Morning class my name is Ms. Karman" She says in a cheery voice that sound way to fake for my liking.

"Let's begin by stating your name, age and where your from" She sat on her desk as kids stood up one by one, to kill time I began to draw in my sketchbook till it was my turn. I didn't bother getting up, I continued to draw, showing that I had no interest in listening to her.

"My name is Lara, I am turning 18 and I am from La"

It felt as though eyes are burning holes into my head, I stopped drawing and looked up to be met with Ms. Karman's intense gaze, rolling my eyes, I looked back at my sketchbook and continued to draw.

"State your full name Ms. Lara" She said sternly as she slapped my sketchbook closed.

I gripped the pencil tight till I heard it snap into two.

"Its Lara Snow" I said through gritted teeth.

Satisfied with my reply she resumed her Lesson, I zoned her voice out for the rest of the class as I drawed. The bell rang twice and I shuffled to my locker grabbing a text book for my next subject I ran through the hallway to get there in time, I take a seat all the way at the back and take out my sketch book and begin to doodle.

Feeling all eyes on me I stop and look up only for my view to be blocked, slumping back in my seat I look all the way up, a guy wearing a long sleeve grey tank top that shows of his muscles and his wearing black combat boots, I look at his eyes and a shiver slides down my spine they are so spiteful and angry yet really hurt but he seems like a jerk although don't I too seem like a jerk, I softly laughed at my inner thought.

He raised his eyebrow as if he caught me checking him out... that or I'm crazy, I roll my eyes and cross my arms over my chest and look up at him again.

"Can I help you?" I asked bluntly.

"Move your in my seat" he said gruffly as he leaned forward and used the desk for support not that he needs any in my opinion.

"And who do you think you are that you believe such nonsense?" I leaned back more.

"Get up now" he said in a harsh tone as he clenched his hands and unclenched them on the desk.

"I think I would rather not" I said bluntly and continued to doodle in my book.

"I will move you if you don't move yourself"

"I said no, so off you go" I leaned forward, he opened his mouth to say something but the teacher beat him to it and told him to take a seat and to stop disturbing the class. His jaw clenched, watched him as he sat in the seat next to me, I leaned back with a satisfied smile.

Someone tapped me on the shoulder, a girl seated next to me greets me with a huge smile, her red hair is straightened and curly at the end, its tied back and fluffed out, a part of her forehead is covered with her hair.

She has a string of hair curled at the sides and her edges done, she's wearing a black wavy sleeveless crop top paired with pink sweatpants paired with black nikes.

"Hi I am Chloe, and who might you be?" She placed her hand out.

"Hello I am Lara its nice to meet you" I shook her hand as I turned to face her properly.

"Who is he" I pointed at the guy next to me.

"That's Damon his sister moved here last year, not much of a people person, last school he was at he got expelled for punching the principal and then viola he transferred here" she smiled brightly at me and I returned it .

"Would you like to have lunch with me later on" she asked rather cheery.

"Sure why not, sounds like fun actually" I shrugged smiling.

"Wonderful" she whisper jumping in her seat filled with excitement.

The bell rings and I sling my bag on my shoulder, i follow Chloe out into the busy hallway eventually we make it to our lockers, I place my text book in and get my chemistry textbook.

"Hand me your schedule" Chloe place her hand out, I search for it in my bag and place it in her hand, she scans through it twice.

"Ok you have math first period, then english, you have chemistry now with me and arts class last period"

"Ok" I reply somewhat confused as I looked at her weirdly. "I have arts too" she said, I rolled my eyes as I attempt not to smile but fail miserably.

The bell rings and we shuffled through the crowd of students to reach class on time, midway through we begin to run, like our life's depend on it, pushing and bumping people out of our way.

We make it at the very same time the bell rings again, the teacher turns to us with a questioning look. "Give me a second" Chloe pants as she bends over, after two minutes she straightens up and picks up her bag. "Your both late" Mr. what's his face says, "that's straight up bull–" I clamp my hand over her mouth, "nope we are right on time sir" I pull Chloe with me to be my lab partner and we take our seats.

Throughout the lesson the teacher kept sending us glares and warnings to keep quiet and listen. The bell rings, we grab our stuff quickly and rush out before the teacher can say anything to us, we made a quick stop atour lockers for our sketch books. The bell rings once again, we start running in hopes that we make it on time... which we did, we sit next to each other and place our sketchbooks on our boards as we place out our necessary equipment as well.

"Hey" I tapped Chloe on the shoulder.

"What's up?" she gave a curt nod.

"Who's our arts teacher?"

"Our arts teacher is two years older then us and very handsome" she fanned herself and bated her eyelashes.

"Ok" I laughed.

"I will be listening to music" I raised my iPod for her to see, she waved her hand dismissing me.

As I was about to plug in my earphones the second bell rang and the art teacher walked in, sighing I placed it back into my bag, I did not bother to look at the teacher.

"Morning class my names Cole" one of the students raised their hand.

"So should we call you Cole" I recognized that voice as Chloe.

"Yes, today we won't be doing anything, you can do anything you want during this period"

My fellow classmates began to chat, draw or busy themselves with their phones on social media.

Chloe and I plugged in our pods and began to sketch, I put my playlist on shuffle, dangerous woman by Arianna Grande came on, I began to sketch and sway my body a little to the music as I bobbed my head side to side, humming along.

I don't remember how much time went by, I felt a tap on my shoulder I looked up recognizing the person, I took out my earphones as Chloe signaled with her head that its time for lunch.

Sighing in utter happiness , a smile tugging at my lips, I pack everything up and head out for lunch, I sat with Chloe throughout lunch just talking about random things or making lame jokes.

The bell rang twice, everyone began to file out the cafeteria as they threw away their garbage, sadly for the rest of the day Chloe was not in any other classes with me, we hugged each other goodbye and went our separate says.

My next class was Italian, sighing I sat down and zoned out for the rest of the class till the bell rang, I bolted out of there like I'm speedy Gonzales.

The rest of the day went on, classes were drag, I stood outside with Chloe as we waited for my Mom to come and pick me up, Chloe and I were talking about our Arts teacher till we heard a horn and my Mom shouting.

Chloe kept gushing about his looks and her inappropriate thoughts towards him, due to her words I knew that soon I would hurl out all my lunch today as swell.

I hugged Chloe goodbye and got in with a huge smile tugging at my lips.

"Hayo mama" I beamed.

"Why hello darling" She said with an accent as she laughed.