"It's a new day, it's a new session. You can do this, you're wonderful in your own way", I say to myself as I walk towards school. My pale skin glistens under the sun and I silently curse at the sun for wanting to blind me and then silently curse my height for making me seem closer to the sun. I'm 5'7 and my imagination makes me feel like the extra two to three inches I have on my friends makes me closer to the sun.

I am already ten minutes late due to the fact that my alarm decided to have a payback for throwing it on the floor two days ago. Well, that's a long story for another day. 

As I was narrating earlier, I woke up twenty minutes late and got ready for school in ten minutes. Yeah I'm a boss like that. I had a quick bath in five minutes and got dressed in a white really big sweatshirt, black skinny jeans and topped it up with a pair of my favorite blue sneakers. I didn't do any makeup not cause I'm not a fan of it but because I only do it on special occasions or when I'm in a great mood. 

Now let's not talk about my hair. TERRIBLE is the only word that can describe it. On a normal day my hair is dark brown, full and long stopping mid back. But today every strand was practically standing upward and when I tried to brush it my comb broke note to self get a new hairbrush. Since I was running late I just wore a blue beanie matching my shoe color on it. I know it's not really the best outfit for the first day in school but then who cares as long as I'm not naked.

After getting ready for school, I ran fast downstairs and grabbed a toast which I wolfed down in milliseconds. 

"Mum I'm out" I screamed while drinking milk from the carton.

 "Don't tell me you're drinking milk from the carton again" I heard her squeal trying as much as possible to make her tiny voice seem bold. 

That caused me to chuckle a bit.

 When I figured she was stomping down the stairs I threw the milk in the fridge and ran outside.  I could hear her mutter things to her self and I chuckled while running down to school. She can be so dramatic at times. I mean what's the big deal in drinking from the carton. 

Now back to the present. So the reason I'm walking to school when I'm late is because of what they said, yeah they, you know those sayings that start off with they said and you never know who they are. Yeah well, they said why to run to school when you're already late, take your time and walk cause durh you can't be late twice. Plus I didn't want to sweat cause I may or may not have thrown my handkerchief in the fridge alongside the milk and ran out of the house with the carton cover instead. No wonder my mum was cursing, I think I made a mess.  

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Westbrim high school is just 5 minutes walk and a bus from my house. I walk into the now empty hall towards my locker putting my bag inside and grabbing my needed books. I was about to close my locker when I hear someone clear their throat. I turn back to see the principal looking at me with a pissed face. She's a quite slim lady in her early 40's, she's wearing a dark suit with her auburn hair  in a french braid I feel is too tight for her scalp. Her glasses are almost falling off her nose bridge I mean common who wears them spectacles like that. 

"Hi Mrs. Crawford, good to see you and happy resumptions" I grin like an idiot causing her to wiggle her nose in disgust.

 "Detention after school miss Hills,"  she says walking past me not after she pastes a detention sticky note on my locker.

  I grab it and tuck it in my pocket Oh great I mutter and slam my locker very loud.

 "That's double detention" I hear her call out.

 "But that was unintentional" I shout, but she had made up her mind as I see a sticky note fly towards me. I grab it and also tuck it in. How good is life, first day at school and I'm getting double detention and let's not forget what I'm going to face when I get home.

 I already printed my schedule from the school's online website so I know what class I have first. I waltz towards the class when something clicks in my head. OMG I have algebra for the first period I cry and scream mentally, just when I thought I had had the worst.

"How nice of you to think to join us miss..." the teacher says.She's a short plump looking woman with short blonde hair.

She's new so she doesn't know my name so I decide to help her out "Fiona, Fiona Hills, but my g's call me Yon or Yonna, not that you're my g or anything I mean we just met. Plus you look like you can have me as a grandchild but no worries you can call me by my Nicky".

"Where are your manners miss Hills, you come late to my class and the next thing you do is insult me,  go have your seat now or you'll get detention" she cuts me off looking irritated .Her bushy brows joins  as she frowns.

 I flash her the two detention tickets I already have like they're awards, grinning like an idiot as I walk to the seat my friends kept for me at the back. I hear her mutter something while I walk, "the feeling is mutual Mrs, I don't know your name though" I say sitting down and stretching my long legs. 

She ignores me and instructs everyone to open their textbooks. I shrug and open mine, it's not like I meant to insult her or anything I very well know she wouldn't be more than her late thirties but dressed in a big shirt and long flay skirt like that makes her look like she's in her late fifties. Plus she's on the big side and I just wanted to have fun a little. My phone vibrates in my pocket and I bring it out, reducing the brightness so I won't be caught I read the text I have just been sent by my dummy best friend sitting behind me. 

Ella crazy: Flem
Me: what the fuck is FLEM
Ella crazy: the teacher's name dummy, it's Patricia Flem
Me: Oh, but who the fuck lets their child have a surname rhyming with phlegm and why on earth will the child accept it. 
Ella crazy: lmao, I know right. Why did you come late to school and why on earth do you have two detention tickets and why are you dressed like fucking HOBO!!!
Me: alarm fucked me up, I met our 'principal' on my way to class, Oh and my hair is on a break right now,  scratch that makes it a long break. 

Well, you've met my best friend, a fashion and control freak but behind all of that, she's the sweetest person. Oh, and when she found out I saved her number with crazy in front of her name, she didn't talk to me for two periods (note: Ella is a talkative and she hardly keeps quiet) plus she saved my number as stupid.  

"No phones in the class miss Hills, keep it away or you'll be stuck with me for a whole week " I hear Mrs. Flem say.

 I groan inwardly and put my phone away.  After what seemed like forever I hear the bell go and I grinned "well well dear Mrs. Patty there goes your period", I say standing up and walking out of the class. 

"Okay, that was the longest one hour of my life. Why on earth did they replace the hot Mexican guy with this irritable grandma" I say to no one in particular but I know my best friend is at my back as I walk to my locker. 

"Yon, you look terrible, heck your hair isn't the one on break, your goddamn brain is on break," Ella says dragging me to her locker. 

Her honey blonde hair flying to the back as she drags me. I've always told Ella her hair is one of her best features as it brings out her perfectly toned skin and glazing blue eyes that I've always being jealous of but she always tells me my brown eyes are beautiful and they look like honey under the sun.She's shorter than me and that makes the whole scene funny to me. 

When she stops she's squinting like she always does when she's bothered about something, "What happened to the dress and strap sandals we bought when we went shopping two days ago" she screams. I size her up and see that she's wearing a floral patterned flay gown and a yellow version of the strap sandals she made me get.

"Well if not for a certain someone who woke me up by 1 on a Saturday morning to go shopping cause she was in the spirit, making me get home by four then maybe I wouldn't have smashed my alarm when it started ringing by 6 the same day and maybe I would have woken up early enough if the alarm worked today" I scream back.

She rolls her eyes, "I have biology next what about you" she asks.

 "Same same,"  I said grinning as I grab my books. I can't wait to see Mrs lily the biology teacher. The last term on the last day of school, I had opened up all the animals in the lab and ran home. Today is gonna be a long day I sigh as I enter the class and sit by Ella.

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