|It'll all be better
Author: Killjoysneverdie PM
At the age of 16 all it takes to change someone's life is one gay friend, a popular couple and a new boyfriend. Let's see how much Cassie's life will change.Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Humor - Chapters: 3 - Words: 6,732 - Favs: 1 - Updated: 06-18-12 - Published: 05-23-12 - id: 3025116
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BEEP BEEP BEEP...
I quickly jumped up and fell off my bed.
"Fuck." I cursed under my nose while rubbing my head. "Stupid alarm..."
I slammed my hand onto the snooze button and climbed back to bed. Yeah I know, probably not a good idea considering I have to get to school in an hour, but whatever.
I pulled up my covers all the way up to my chin and slowly drifted back to sleep until...
"Cassie get up now!" my mom yelled from downstairs.
God, not even 5 minutes passed. Grumpily throwing my covers off of me, I sat down on the bed. Okay I understand that going to school is important and shit but why the hell does it have to start at 8 am?
I hate waking up early. I ran a hand through my pitch black hair with some blue highlights, which reached all the way to my hips, and sighed loudly. After sitting there for another 5 minutes I lazily got off of my bed.
It seems to me like I'm the only teenager NOT excited about a first day in high school. It's really gonna suck. Especially because I'm emo and everyone is going to make fun of me. Also, it's only the first day for me. I moved here, to New York from Wisconsin a couple of days ago and it's like I'm living a whole new life.
I went into the bathroom that was in my room. As soon as I looked in the mirror I felt like screaming. I have never looked so...horrifying! Yesterdays make-up, that I didn't wash off, was smudged all over my face and my hair looked like a birds nest, I didn't wash my make-up off because I was waaaay too tired to. I stayed up until 3 in the morning and then, I just didn't feel like doing it.
I started to wash off my make up, brush my teeth, comb my hair and all that. I usually where my hair down, it's straight and I have side bangs. I admit, I wear a lot of make-up. Black eye-liner, mascara and I use this foundation that looks really natural. I had like 5 rings in my ears and one in my tongue but none on my face.
My parents don't mind that I look like this. At first, yeah it was a problem but they realized that it's only a sense of style. I mean, I don;t cut myself or do drugs. I actually have good grades. The only problem is, is that I'm kind of a loner. I really don't like a lot of people.
After finishing my whole face it was time for clothing. I don't have a colorful closet, obviously. Most of my clothes are black, here and there you can find: red, purple and some pink. Today I decided to put on my black leggings that had side way holes and my My Chemical Romance shirt. Yeah, they're one of my favorite bands.
Finally time for breakfast. I LOVE to eat but, I'm not over-weight cause I exercise a lot. I ran downstairs to the dinning room and saw pancakes on the table. YUM! My parents were already eating so I joined them.
"Morning" I said sitting down.
" Hey sweetie. Sleep well?" my dad asked.
"Yup all rested and ready for school" I tried to say it with a lot of enthusiasm.
Like I said, I hated the fact of starting at a new school in the middle of the semester but my parents didn't have to know that. After all, they only want the best for me.
"Do you have you're lesson plan and everything? Are you all packed?What time are you leaving?" Oh great, here starts the over-protective mothering. Damn.
"Mom, everything's fine. We can leave at like 7:50."
Apparently the school wasn't that far only 15 minutes from my house by foot. Eventually I'll start walking to school but for the next 3 days my mom will drive me so I won't get lost.
I finished up my breakfast and went back upstairs, to my room, to get my bag and cellphone. My room was pretty small but perfect for me. It had white walls though you couldn't see them anyway because they were covered in posters of rock/metal bands. I had 3 guitars. Two electric guitars and one acoustic. They took up a lot of space, so did the amplifier. Still, it doesn't bother me. I like small rooms. I played guitar pretty well, after all, I've been taking classes for 3 years now.
I got my bag and went back downstairs. My mom was already in the car waiting for me. I put on my combat boots and left my house yelling "Bye" to my dad. The car ride was literally five minutes. As we were getting closer to school I was getting more nervous. How the hell am I going to find someone to talk to or find my classes. The school was huge. My mom parked in the parking lot and waited for me to get out of the car.
" Well, I guess I'll be going now." I said unlocking the door.
" Okay honey, have fun!" she said smiling.
I nodded and left giving her a small wave.
Hearing her drive off I immediately felt alone and helpless. I took a big sigh as started heading towards the front door. I was getting weird looks on the way. Crap, I hate this place already. I took out my lesson plan to check what I had first. Math. Well, not the best thing but I can bare with it. Apparently it was room 46 but I had not freaking clue where that is! Looks like little miss Cassie will be late. Great.
I decided I'll go to the receptionist to ask and to get my locker.
"Good morning" I said walking up to her.
" Hello. How may I help you?" she asked sweetly.
" Um, well first of all I'm new here and I have math in class no.46 but I don't know where that is and second of all I don't have a locker." I explained.
" Well, you just have to go up stairs and straight a long the hallway. You can't miss it. May I have your full name? I need to sign you in."
" Oh I'm Cassie Haley Keller."
The woman typed something in on her computer and wrote something down on a small piece of paper. Then, she passed it to me. It read " Cassie Keller. Locker- 17, combination – 19302, homeroom – 23, English literature.
"Thank you." I said and started running to math class.
I knocked and entered nervously. Everyone was staring at me, including the teacher.
"Good morning." she greeted me confused.
" Good morning, uh, I'm new and this is my first class..." I explained.
" Ah yes! I thought I forgot something, or well, someone. Introduce yourself and take a seat please."
Is she serious? I don't want to do that! Ugh...
" Okay, um, my name is Cassie Keller and I'm-"
" -emo and suicidal. And I have no friends and I want to die so don't talk to me." Some guy interrupted me and the whole class laughed.
" Hey! Calm down class! Josh, you've got detention!" the teacher yelled. "Cassie, maybe you should take a seat."
I can't believe that just happened. Well I can see this day will be fucked. I looked around the classroom. The only seat left was the one in the back corner. Well, perfect at least I can do whatever I want here. I turned to the guy who made that stupid comment. He had light brown hair and he was pretty buff. Not my type, plus you can tell he's a total jerk. Suddenly he glanced my way so I just stuck my middle finger at him and turned away.
I heard someone chuckle. I moved my head to where I heard it and I met eyes with a guy. He had dark blond hair and he was just a regular guy, he had no type. I think.
He gave me a thumbs up and turned back around. I smiled lightly and looked down. Well, at least I'm not the only one who thinks this Josh guy is an idiot.
The teacher ( Mrs. Heff ) started to explain something on the board. Usually I listen but I just can't right now, all I can think about is going home and being alone. Maybe if people would be nicer, I wouldn't be in this situation. Plus, it seemed like I knew everything she was saying. I'm pretty good at math, but definitely better at humanities than all the scientific stuff. So, I was getting really bored. I took out my head phones from my pockets and listened to my music from my phone. They are black like my hair so no one could see them. I clicked on my My Chemical Romance (MCR) play list and the first song was "Heaven Help Us". Ah, so good to hear music.
I'm still pretty bored. Maybe I should draw something. I took out my notebook where I doodle and I started to draw something. The lesson was boring and it passed by really slowly but the end came. I packed my books and quickly got out of the class. I didn't want to be stopped and made fun of by that Josh guy. I started to look for my locker. Where the hell is that thing?
" Hey." I heard a male voice behind me.
I turned around to see that guy that gave me a thumbs up.
"Um...hi?" I said confused.
I didn't know this guy or anything. He seems totally not my type and not even someone I would wanna talk to so why is he talking to me?
"I'm Micheal, but everyone calls me Mikey..." he said.
I nodded and started to walk further. What does he want from me? Can't he see that I'm probably the least sociable person in school?
" Wait!" he yelled running up to me. "Where are you going?"
"To find my locker." I answered simply and continued walking in a fast pace.
He was catching up to me but also getting tired, so he grabbed my arm and turned me around.
"Wanna hang out?"
I jerked my arm away from him. I hate being touched or hugged or anything that involves body contact with a stranger.
"No. Wanna go away?" I said strictly.
This guy is getting on my nerves.
"I just want to get to know you. What's your problem?" he asked.
I rolled my eyes and said:
" My problem is that I don't know you and I can tell that I already don't like you. You annoy me. Don't put a downer on yourself though, it takes a lot for me to like someone." I explained and started walking again.
"But what did I do?" he yelled after me.
This time I stopped and turned around. I seriously don't get who he is and what does he want...?
" Okay, what is YOUR problem? Do I know you? No. Do I want to know you? N.O. So do you mind leaving me alone, Micheal?"
He didn't seem shocked, as if he knew that...that, that would be my reaction.
"Listen um...Cassie right..?" he asked and I nodded my head. "You just seem like the only interesting and unique person in this school. So I wanna be friends. Plus, it's always nicer to have someone by your side."
Once again, I rolled my eyes.
" I don't need anyone. I can handle everything on my own. So why don't you fuck off and let me get to my locker."
He chuckled and walked away. Finally! I can't believe I thought he might be cool. Okay, locker 17. Now I'm near locker 13...14...15...16 annnd 17! Gosh, I thought I'd never make it. Suddenly the bell rings. Oh no! I'll be late again? Shit. And now I have P.E.
I quickly tried the combination. 1...9...3...0...2...and bam! It opened. Daaammnnn, I'm gooood. I heard that these things are usually impossible to open. Hmmm...it's pretty empty inside. I guess I'll decorate it tomorrow. Right now, I gotta run!
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