Tomboy [Completed]

Chapter 2

Hey, the video is what Sam listens to while she's going to school, and it just shows her musical taste. That's all :)

Chapter 2

The next morning was really weird... I had to stop myself from slapping down my alarm clock (which I probably would've broken like that) so instead I tried to push the button calmly. As the annoying continous shrill beeping stopped I sat up in my bed, trying to wake up the slightest bit. The light entering my room through my window was better than the alarm clock, but it always took me a long time to be fully awake... I got up and walked to my wardrobe, still half asleep.

I opened the doors and took out my favourite black canvas trousers which had about a million pockets and a grey T-Shirt on a black long sleeved top. After that I started to look for my white Airwalk hoodie. I found it in a second and put up my hair under my black SnapBack. The hoodie was loose enough that I looked like a boy. I just like to be comfortable, and hoodies give me that comfort when I know that no guy will check me out; I just don't like that intense stare players give you. Like a predator gives it's prey... It just makes me shiver at the thought.

I picked up my school and sports bags from my desk chair and silently crept downstairs after opening my curtains and doing my bed.

When I opened my bedroom's door, I heard Liam's- sorry, Swift's- alarm go off. So he decided to wake up earlier than usual. That's so Liam... I mean Swift. Still had to get used to that...

I put my bags down, next to my skateboard and put a slice bread in the toaster. I took out some orange juice and butter from the fridge, putting the butter on the counter and pouring myself a glass of orange juice before putting the bottle back in the fridge. I quickly turned and caught the toast which flew out from the tilted toaster before it fell on the floor. I forgot that Chris tilted the machine with a cookbook so the toast would fall on plates on the counter. He's still trying to find the right angle... That's my dad; the trying inventor.

When I finished my breakfast, I went back upstairs and brushed my teeth. I still don't know how I slipped past Swift's room without him opening the door to see who it was. I quickly did the washing up and as I put on my jacket, I heard someone coming down the stairs. It was Chris.

His tie was wrong and he was obviously in a hurry. I put an orange in his hand and quickly did his tie with a smile at his clumsiness so he could go. He took his keys off the hook and with a quick wave, he rushed out of the door, leaving it open. I left it so I could close it quietly when I'll be going.

I threw my bags over my shoulder and grabbed my keys from the hook. I put them in my pocket as I started to put my skateboarding shoes on. Just as I grabbed my skateboard, Swift came down the steps.

"See ya!" I gave a quick wave, but he seemed to be half asleep still. He gave a nod, acknowledging my existence, and went to the fridge. My brother is so charming.

Outside, the sun was illuminating every corner, but it was still cold, and I was glad I put on a jacket over my hoodie. I turned on my iPod and put the earphones in. The Killers became background music as I made my way down the hill by skateboard. I got a few looks from people as I slalomed past them, also one shout from an old man; something about youngsters today... Whatever, I didn't really listen as I passed him in a second. Not like I care what people think of me. I'm a girl who dresses like a guy for cheese sake (cheese is heaven, don't judge).

I slammed my foot on the tail of the skateboard, leaving a black break streak behind me, just before I got to the crossing. When the lights signalled to go, I went; whizzing past the pedestrians again. I turned right when I got to the other side and left at the corner. Then, I turned left to go into the car park of the school and stayed on the road. As I got to the steps in front of the school, I jumped over the 6 steps and i got a few admiring glances for the first time that day. I got off my board as I entered the school and walked up to the window. I raised my hand and knocked, making the woman snap her head up. I saw my reflection for the first time properly that day in the separation glass and I took in my masculine appearance. You'd have to be a genius to figure out my real gender.