My High School Life

Cover to the right--------> Made by Miszty :D

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~Amanda's POV~

“Beep Beep Beep!” was the unfortunate sound I heard when I first got up this morning...

“Where is that stupid button?” I grumbled while I fruitlessly searched for it. After a few more minutes of trying to look for it, I finally found it and turned it off, not wanting to go to school.

“Amanda sweetheart are you awake yet?” my mom called from outside my room.

I yawned and turned over, not replying. 

“Amanda!” my mom screamed when she got no response. I closed my eyes, hoping she would go away, but knowing I should answer. Inevitably she came into my room, and threw my covers off me.

“Amanda, get up or you will be late for school.” 

“But mom, it's not even seven thirty yet, school starts at eight o'clock,” I whined, grabbing my covers and trying to go back to sleep.

It didn’t work though as she grabbed my covers back saying, “Amanda, it takes twenty minutes to get to school, and you’re not even awake yet.” 

“Fine....” I mumbled, finally getting up, and going over to my closet.

“Good. Have a nice day at school, honey,” my mom said cheerily as she pecked me on the head and walked out the door. I glared numbly at my closet, still not quite awake. Man, I really hate mornings! I wish school didn't start so early, I mean it’s bad enough I have to go to school today, but it's the first day where Izzy won't be there with me.

I grabbed my black t-shirt, my dark shinny jeans, and my black jacket from my closet and then headed into my bathroom. I took a quick shower, dried myself off, and got dressed then I brushed my long black hair, throwing it back in a ponytail for today. After doing my makeup I was ready to go, so I grabbed my backpack and ran out the door, yelling goodbye to my parents as I went.

Once I got inside my black BMW and started the car I checked my watch. It was only 7:45 a.m. Wow, I got ready in fifteen minutes! That beats my last record.

“And if I drive a little bit faster then I normally do, I could get to school at eight o'clock tops!” I surmised aloud.

Finally I got into the parking lot of Woodway Prep and as soon as I found a spot I grabbed my bag and ran. I timed everything perfectly because as soon as I got through the front door the bell rang.

“Yes, I made it!” I cried happily. A few people still in the hallway stopped what they were doing and looked at me strangely.

“What are you looking at?” I asked, sticking my tongue out.

They all turned back to what they were doing before and I began walking to my locker. Hopefully I can get to my first class before 8:05 a.m.

My locker was all the way up on the second floor, but luckily it was near my first period class, so I wouldn't be too late. After I ran and grabbed my stuff, I closed my locker and headed to my classroom.

“Ah, nice for you to join us Amanda,” Mr. Sim said as soon as I walked through the door.

“Sorry sir, I over slept,” I replied, giving him my usual excuse.

“Yeah, that’s what you say all the time.” I heard a few people laugh so I glared at them until they stopped. I could be scary when I wanted to be, but if I don't want to kill someone, then I really can be the nicest person you will ever meet.

“Just take a seat, Amanda,” Mr. Sim said, bringing me out of my thoughts.

“Fine,” I said before taking the only seat available in the class. After I saw who I was sitting by though, I didn’t bother to conceal a groan. Of all the people I could sit next to, I end up by Thomas. Man, I hated his guts ever since I first met him, and his bullying Izzy made my hatred for him even worse. When he noticed me glaring at him he sent me a big (disgusting) grin.

“Hey, where is your little friend? Um, I think her name was... Isacow?” 

“What did you say about Izzy?” I asked dangerously as I turned towards him.

“You heard me,” he said cheekily, a smirk on his face. Oh, it's on!

“Izzy is not a cow, so stop calling her one! She’s not even coming to school any longer because of you!” I shot back, my voice raising higher with every word.

“Oh well then that’s a good thing. We don't have to look at her ugly face and body ever again.” He began laughing and a few people that overheard him snickered as well. I glared at them my temper rising.