I woke up in the same position I was in when I got home last night. I turned off my alarm and slowly walked to the bathroom. I glanced in the mirror and cringed. I have bags under my eyes, contrasting the bright color. My blond hair is all over the place, just screaming for a bad hair-day. I turned on the shower and stripped off last nights outfit as I waited for it to get warm. Finally I got under the water and did my things.
I walked out of the shower and dried off. I wrapped the towel around my hips and looked at my semi-dry hair. I ran a hand through it and nodded. That will do.
I walked out of my bathroom and into my walk-in-closet. It's huge, but I barely use half the space. I don't have enough clothes or shoes to fill up all the ranks and shelves.
I decided on a pair of skinny black jeans and a plain black t-shirt. On my feet I choose my worn out black converse with black laces. I took a once over in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction. All black, just the way I like it.
I grabbed my phone and headphones and walked downstairs. No one is home so I walked directly out the door right into the hot Californian air, even at almost eight o'clock on the morning. I started my journey to school. I put on my headphones and played the billboard top 100. What seems like a band m started playing in my headphones and I hummed the catchy melody.
As I walked down the hall I noticed a group of girls walking up behind me. I stepped more to the right to let them get past me, but surprisingly they stopped right in front of me. I immediately stopped walking. I looked down the them and raised an eyebrow. The brunette giggled to her red headed friends. Seems like twins to me.
"Can I help you?" I asked curiously as to why they had stopped me from continuing on my way.
"Oh, yes! You can definitely help us," the red head without visible freckles answered and they all held out papers and pens as if they had rehearsed it beforehand.
"Can we get your autograph?" They asked in unison with loud cheerful giggles. I just stared at them.
What the 'effing hell? Are they making fun of me? They can't possibly be serious.
Their choice of words and their loud personalities had gathered the attention of a lot of the student body as everyone is getting their things for first period.
"No, I don't think so.." I trailed off and tried to continue my way to class.
"Wait, but why?" They stopped me by walked in front of me again. I sighed.
"Because you're just making fun of me!" I answered and finally got through them. I made it to class just as the warning-bell rang.