Beep beep beep.  The alarm on the night stand, next to my bed was blaring in my ears and caused me to want to cry, already. Plus, it was the first day of school to make matters worse. Dad was gone still and I had no idea what to wear. I would call Liberty, but she probably wasn't even awake yet. She never woke up until there was only fifteen minutes until school started and yet somehow, she still managed to look good. Me, I would wake up an hour early and still never be pleased with myself, although Liberty always said different.

I decided to just shower, because I didn't last night, and just call her after I was done. Finally feeling human again, I sat up feeling dizzy and started pulling my covers back, leaving my body exposed to the cool air. My dress from last night was still on the floor, lying in a small pile on top of my heels, and I was instantly reminded of the gorgeous, angry man. He was so beautiful, but why did he have to pin me to a wall? Being drunk wasn't an excuse, you should never treat a lady like that.

By the time I was done with my shower, I decided to call Liberty and wake her lazy butt up. I needed help and I was just standing in the middle of my room in a towel with my hair dripping water all over the carpet. Great, a fun mess to clean up later. Liberty answered after four rings and said, "What the hell do you want?" in a voice, dripping with sleep.

"I need help, I don't know what to wear. I don't want to go back to school, looking like an idiot. Help me, pleeeaaase." She sighed and I could hear her blankets being thrown across her bed in her attepmt to get up.

"Okay, I'll help but only because you went last night. Wear the bleached, ripped jeans I bought you like four months ago, and the black Guns N Roses T-shirt. A pair of black vans would look best with that. Ooo, curl your hair and put half of it up, and don't forget a light coat of makeup. Kay, byeee!" With that, she hung up on me. I had to admit though, her idea of a good outfit was pretty cute... for her. I could never pull it off. That's a Liberty outfit, but I would try it. If she says I'll look good in it, I probably will.

Turns out, I looked great, just like she thought I would. I felt confident for the first time in a long time, and left for school feeling amazing about myself. My outfit was so basic, but to me it was a change. I normally dressed in sweaters and leggings, so jeans and a T-shirt felt so... liberating.

Reaching school, I see Liberty and Joe waiting for me at the entrance of the school, waving at me like we haven't seen each other all summer. They were ebthusiastic and full of energy, which was very contagious. By the time I reached them, I was so excited to start the new day. I had two classes with Joe and Three classes with Liberty, one of which we all have together.

"Hey Vannah? Why does a duck have feathers?" Liberty was looking at me with humor in her eyes and she was trying to not laugh at her own joke. Her jokes were always so corny or better words, dad jokes but I love them. She found them all entertaining.

"Why Libby?" I was trying to hide the smile slowly making it's way up my face. I wanted to make it look like I wasn't interested, but when she said, "to cover up his butt quack." I lost it. It was such a stupid joke, but I found it so funny. She was glad I liked it, and tried telling me more jokes as we started walking towards my first class, Chemistry.

I didn't have that class with either one of them, but they both wanted to walk with me. I had such great friends! Nobody could even ask for better ones.

As I was walking into the class, saying goodbye to my two bestfriends, I see all of the girls staring at the back of the class, gasping and pointing fingers. I was super curious because it looked like they were pointing at my desk. Did someone draw sonething? As I started walking closer, I stopped dead in my tracks, gasping and realizing what the comotion was about. The beautiful boy from the night before was here.

Why him? Why my seat? Well, I have words that need to be spoken to him. He's in big trouble.