"OH SHIT!!" I yelled, "I'M GOING TO BE LATE!! See ya on the flip side!!" My legs are short so thats makes me short but that says nothing about my speed. I'm faster than every boy in this school. When you been stranded on this planet called Earth, you'll pick up a thing or two. Luckily I had my books with me so a trip to the locker won't cause me to lose time, which was on the second floor. And science is on the third. I wonder we we'll change topics, I hope we go to astrometry next. I smiled as I ran. Room 312 was one of the four science labs, and my home room, plus the teacher hates me like without no reason.
    I tried open the door quietly, damn it I'm late again. And it will be hard not to get noticed cause the door is the front of the classroom and I sat in the back, with my friend Jake. But the tardy bell hasn't rung yet so I might be able to make it in time. I closed the door behind me as quite as I'm able to. The clock above the door said 7:18 and class doesn't start until 7:20. So fuck it.
        Slam. Then I casually walked to my table.
        "You could have done it more subtle than that," Jake spoke.
        "I know, but it's more fun to make loud noises," I partly giggled and drop my books on the desk.
        "MS. JAY!!" Yelled the teacher like usual.
       "Are we still learning shapes?" The class laughed. It's what I do best.
       "Ms. Jay I do not appreciate this behavior in my class," The teacher said.
       "In all honesty Ms. Parkinson Stellar was only doing it to brighten up the classroom a bit, sometimes it seems a bit dead in here," Jake stood up for me.
        I didn't know what to do after that I grabbed my book, covers my face with it and blushed. I think I might developing this crush on him, even if I still trying to get over my ex-girlfriend. I looked a bit out of my book at look at him, he smiled. I blush more. I wonder if he feels the same.
       "Okay let's try and get class started, please?" Ms. Parkinson got back on track. Chemistry was a bit of a blur after that.  I got back together during gym. I have a bit of a free time before I need to go to band. So Audrey and I went in a empty band room and did a cover on American Beauty/American Psycho by Fall Out Boys. And we actually drew a crowd. One kid decided to rock out on drums with us, he was pretty good. Everyone said that we were great, and actually most people didn't know I play guitar. It was probably one of the greatest things that my classmates will see.
         "I didn't know that you had that much talent in those fingers of yours," Audrey grabbed my hands and start messing with it, "Pretty."
         "Excuse me?" I said.
         She immediately let go, "Nothing!! It just that you have a pretty face!" She failed.
        "Thank you?" I replied, and walked out of the room before it could get more awkward. Band class is always fun but you have to memorize everything by a day to day basis. It can get pretty stressful, but it easy to forget about stress. I took a longer path to the classroom, it's fun to see all the different things that goes around the school. It starts making me homesick when I do this. My home planet was more like a utopia, they call it now the era of creation. I left cause I would soon come in power of that place and they were fine with that, but I crash here on this planet which I thought was a great place for me. Audrey was from space to but she lived here longer than me, I had to learn from her. All the different human awards were different than the ones I know of. It was calming.
         

        "So what is this?" A younger me spoke, while picking up a thing which was called a knife.
        "NOOO! DON'T PLAY WITH THAT!!" Before the fame Audrey told me. At the time I was learning all the humans customs, emotions and everything. Most of the people said that I was human and I actually am one. Half human to be exact. Audrey tho was full blooded alien. But she became human overtime. I remember that I would play with all different things and get in trouble for it. Hey it's part of the human nature.

         "You feeling ok?" A random stranger said. I looked around a bit, it seems that I passed out for a bit. The floor was quite pleasant actually.
         "Yeah, I think," I tried to sit up but my body was a bit weak.
         "I think you might need to go to the nurse for a while," the stranger told me as he picked me up. My vision was sort of blurry and I can't see the straightest, I started feeling sleepy like sleeping beauty that pick her finger on the spinning wheel sleepy.
         "No thanks," I put my right hand on the person cheek. Male. And blacked out. It was peaceful.

        "YOU SHIT HEAD!!" A voice yelled while shaking me, "You need to be more careful!!"  The person hugged me. I touched the head cause my vision hasn't gotten back together. I feel some hair, I moved my hand around, yarn. It's Jake. He must've heard, but I don't know what made me do that. I heard the door swing open. Three seconds later a cloth was wiping my eyes. I CAN SEE NOW!!
    "Thank you so much!! What was it anyways?' I thanked then asked.
    "Spraypaint" Audrey spoke.
    "Spraypaint?" I said.
    "You started walking down the hall by the freshman classes and kinda lost reality and got hit pretty hard on the head by some kid. you only bleed for a bit but nothing much," Jake informed. Wow. How uncanny. But these things can happen, excessively at this school. Everything happens. Last week someone tried to bomb the school. Twice. This what goes on in the school. The person that tried to set them off said that they were getting the attention of the destruction god. And people thought they were weird, no one seen them in a while. But the past is the past. Properly the best if you don't say weird things here.
    "You got a little bit of blood on your flannel, Stellar," One of the people from my other group of friends pointed out.
    "Oh hey Via!" I slightly waved.
    "Just a little on the back, and have a nice rest?" Via asked as she entered more in the room. I started unbuttoning my flannel, both Jake and Audrey started getting weird. Like perverted weird. Via has seen my undress before, we have the same gym class. That an we share the same room at home.
    "What? I have a tank top on. So you won't see much," I informed. I finished unbuttoning my flannel, so now all I was in is a grey-ish tank top and a navy blue skirt. I started messing around with the shirt trying to find the blood. Eventually I found it, by my collar where it was. How nice I have the only other outfit with me which I arrived here with. It was a bright red vest that I could wear as a shirt and with sleeves that were not connected to the vest which was mostly light blue with a purple fabric around the top which was only about 1 and a half inches long and both lined with neon green. It was sort of weird to the people so that's why I never wore it. Now it was my only option to wear. I grabbed my bag and headed in the bathroom to change.
The bathroom held a toilet, a sink, and a 4x8 mirror. I set my bag down and headed toward the mirror. My head was wrapped in a bandage that was partly bloody. I looked like I just came out of the war, I couldn't help myself from laughing a bit. The bathroom started to feel cold. It kinda wasn't when I first came in. I went to pull my hair back from my face half of it was cut off. So now I'm here with a bloody head and I weird haircut. What a day.
     I remembered in my bag I had a survival knife, I can use that to cut off the rest of my hair so it can be even. I didn't notice for a while so i don't think my friends were keeping it a secret.
"Found it!!" I exclaimed as I pulled the knife out. I stood back up and turned back to the mirror. I grabbed the rest of my uncut hair, put the knife to my hair. And in one clean slice, the rest was cut. With my oddly orange colored hair in my right hand I saw the final product. Bangs and short hair with two long chunks of hair in the front of my shoulders. I looked like a mess, with old clothes that partly fit me and a weird hair style with a wound in my head. I look like shit. 
    "What happened to this life to deserve such a day like this?" I tried fighting back my tears, but they came down one by one. I can't stop them. What a fucking mess I became.