I carry my things and lug them up stairs still giggling to myself at my naughty actions this morning. it seems I'm the only one who has decided to wake up this early, and I wonder if we are still going to miss school today.
I wonder if we are still going to miss the horror that is our high school because it is practically eight in the morning and yet Oakley and Scott are still decidedly asleep, acting like they've already graduated and they do not need to attend classes anymore.
Even if I also want to bear that sort of nonchalant attitude, i practically cannot afford to miss class today. I have all my major subjects this morning and I cannot afford to miss a single one, as much as the teachers will not come around since it is normal now, they still hold classes and they still give assignments, they still give timetables and still inform us of upcoming tests.
I'm guessing that should be enough motivation for me to get my ass to school and handle whatever horror will throw itself at me today. I walk back into the room and begin my morning rituals once more.
I brush my teeth and have another bath, and then I rifle through my wardrobe for something suitable to wear. The clothes that Oakley has snatched away are my favourites but yet I think it is time for a change.
I think it is time for a change of outfits cuz it would seem uncannily unatural for me to be wearing one exact same set of outfits each and every week. I'm practically sure the boys have memorized what I wear for each and every day, which is exactly why I do not seem surprised.
I realise this new change in outfit also corresponds with something that I want to let myself know. I want to let myself know that I am different now, I am not going to be the weakest girl who simply breaks down whenever something bad happens to her, I'm not going to be the girl that is perpetually picked on and made to feel like a fool because some kids called themselves popular in my school.
I want to dress a little bit differently today, something that exudes confidence and power so I cannot be picked on as easily as I was before.
Well I don't really think I've been picked on that much in school, I haven't had it as bad as some kids experience it, but I'm guessing that because of Aron. Now that I am no more with Aron, and Aaron has even fallen out of the ranks of popularity at this point, I doubt there's no stopping some of the foolish boys like Bryce practically approaching me with harassment on their minds.
I doubt there's no stopping some of the maniacally idiotic ones who will try anything outrageous just because they thought I was weak. It's time I start standing up for myself.