Monday, January 1, 2018.
Precisely at 7:30 am.

"Wake up! Wake up!! WAKE UP!! It's seven freaking thirty in the morning. You are going to be late!" My mom said while pushing me off the bed. At least she didn't throw a bucket of cold water on me today.

"Mom! Can't you just wake me up on time instead of doing this every morning?" I said getting up from the floor and rubbing my butt but my mom was already running out of my room to wake up my other two siblings that had school. I got up and went to the bathroom to do my business, brush my teeth, comb my hair and finally put on some comfy clothes for school.

I came out of the bathroom in only 5 minutes - that is what I initially thought, but the clock in my room with the numbers 8:05 said otherwise. I glared daggers at the clock and ran downstairs to the dining room where everyone was indulged in eating.

Rule No. 1: No body gets out of the house without having breakfast even if they are running late.

"Ok mom, I am going to school!", I said after hurriedly eating breakfast in two big bites. Yes, I have the ability to shove as much food in my mouth as I want.

"Get home as soon as school is over. Make sure to look at both sides before crossing the road. Oh and if any stranger gives you candies or chocolates or asks you to go with them, punch them in the face or put pepper spray in their eyes and run away." My amazing and wonderful mom (note the sarcasm) told us, more specifically me all this. Yes, she still thinks I am a 6 year old.

Rule no. 2: Listen to your mothers daily lectures without complaining or rolling your eyes because if you did, you'd get smacked on the head.

After my mothers boring lectures, I ran out of the house towards school. The first class was of Miss Brooklyn and she was NOT good at forgiving. I ran without looking and bumped into someone and ended up falling down with them and then that person turned out to be my handsome prince charming whom I was going to marry in the future! Or not... I thought as I looked at the wrinkly old face of my not so nice neighbour.

I opened my mouth to apologize but then in the distance, I heard the sound of the school bell ringing indicating the start of first period.

"Shit!" I said and ran past Mrs. Meyers who was still on the ground waving her stick around and yelling something like...

"You are the shit!"

Rule no. 3: Respect your elders no matter what.

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"Hands in the air!", I shouted after barging in my class. Everyone including the teacher turned to look at me. Some kid screamed and got under the desk probably thinking that the school was being robbed.

"Miss Elliot, what a pleasure it is to see you" My teacher said with gritted teeth and a deathly glare.

"Aw, thank you maam. That is honestly the most nicest thing you've ever said to me!", I placed a hand on my heart to show how grateful I was for her kind gesture.

"Detention after school!" Uhm okay then? Maybe she got dumped and is now acting like my cranky old neighbours.

I sighed and went to sit in my seat. As soon as I was seated, I felt something cold. I immediately got up to see that my skirt was drenched by the water that some bastard threw on my chair to make fun of me. As soon as I got up, everyone turned to look at me and when they saw my soaking skirt, they all burst out laughing.

"Elliot, if you had to go to the bathroom so badly, you could've asked Miss Brooklyn, you know?" A guy whom I am going to name 'Bastard' said and everyone started laughing harder.

Now I know what most kids would do if a situation like this arose. They'd probably start crying because of the embarrasment and humiliation and I don't blame them because I did the same until I realized that my tears only gave them satisfaction and ever since, I changed and never let them see that anything they did ever hurt me in any way. So I did the most resonable thing and burst out laughing with the rest of my classmates.

I laughed louder than anyone in the class and very soon, everyone except me went quiet. You can hear crickets chirping in the background. They all looked at me surprised while I laughed my heart out. It actually wasn't that difficult after I imagined Miss Brooklyn singing Opera.

Rule no. 4: Leave them all speechless with everything you do.

"Amelia, go and get a spare uniform. And you all are going to write "I am sorry" on a page a hundred times by tomorrow and give it to Elliot."

Woah... now I feel bad for laughing...

"What!? Why?" Bastard asked, more like shouted.

"Two hundred times for you", she said and he immediately went quiet and slumped back in his seat. I couldn't have been more thankful towards Miss Brooklyn. Maybe she isn't bad like I always thought she was. Maybe she's just a tsundere.

Rule no. 5: Respect and look up to your teachers.

I walked out of the class after mouthing off a small thank you to Miss Brooklyn to which she merely nodded. I went to my locker and got out my spare skirt. Now as to why I have a spare one? It's because stuff like this has happened before. I keep a spare one just in case anything happens. Better safe than sorry, I guess.

I walk inside the girls bathroom and screamed when I saw the school's 'it' boy standing there. In other words, the guy who's cherished, praised and beloved by all aka Harry Styles... no, unfortunately it's not him.

This kid here is called Adrian Jones.

"What are you doing here!?", We both asked eachother at the same time.

"What do you mean by 'what are you doing here?' This is the boy's bathroom!", He said doing a very cheap imitation of my beautiful voice. He sounded like a dying horse and I definitely DON'T sound like a dying horse.

"First of all, that's not how I sound and secondly-" I quickly racked my brain to make up an excuse "-uh I was just curious and wanted to see if the boys restroom was different from the girls. It's the same just much more smellier so I am gonna go now." I pinched my nose. Ew, what do these boys even do in here?

"Right... says the girl who pissed in her clothes," I sigh at his comment and start to turn around when I notice the water... or whatever (ew) dripping down his pants. I burst out laughing.

"You're one to talk!"

His cheeks go a bright red at my accusation and he stutters "It's... It's not what you are thinking! Uhm this is water. My friend threw it on me by mistake!"

"Ahuh and I kissed a girl", I said sarcastically and got my phone out and took his pic. I heard him yell and run after me but I ran out of the boys bathroom to the girls. He wouldn't dare come here with wet pants unless he wants to ruin his reputation with the girls. I quickly changed into my spare uniform and after dropping my other uniform in my locker, I was about to walk back to class but Adrian walked towards me with the 'I will murder you' look.

"I see that you've changed your uniform", I say calmly and he glared down at me.

"Let's make a deal", he suddenly states and I raise my eyebrow in confusion. "You don't tell anyone what you saw back there and I don't tell anyone that you kissed a girl.", He nods confidently and adjusts his collars.

I opened my mouth to speak then closed it. Is he freaking dumb? Numbskull? A complete and totally useless nincompoop? He has to be to not understand sarcasm. "I did NOT kiss a girl!", I said with gritted teeth and a glare that would even make superman wet his pants.

"But you said-"

"That was sarcasm, you nincompoop", I interrupted.

"Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit. Anyway, I have our coversation recorded so if you don't want the whole school to know what you said back there, you better take what you saw to your grave", He said and I would've laughed at his frustated face if my almost non-existant reputation wasn't on the line.

"First of all, why the hell did you record our conversation? This isn't Zootopia and secondly-" I smirk and continue "-you really did it in your pants, didn't you? Don't you worry though, it's perfectly normal. I also used to do that when I was a 1 year old", I assured him while patting his cheek.

His whole face was red and it was not because he was embarrased. He took deep breaths to calm himself down before he spoke, "Okay, I may not have recorded the conversation but everyone here listens to me and if I told even one person about what you said regardless of whether you meant it or not, everyone will find out and they'll believe my word over yours and then you'll be bullied for your entire last year of highschool. How sad would that be, right? And I am sure you don't want that to happen so do we have a deal?", He glared down at me with so much hatred that I was surprised that I didn't melt like Olaf.

"Alright, deal", I mumbled and he stomped off while mumbling curse words under his breath.

Rule no. 6: Don't be sad if you are having a bad day. Someone out there is having it worse.

Adrian was definitely having it worse. I do have to admit that he scared me...a lot. With his glare and naturally angry face, he'd make a pretty good cop or a gangster. Actually, the latter is much more likely. I turn to go to class but I run into someone... again. What did I ever do to this world?

"Hey loser", I groan internally as I look up to find myself face to face with the biggest bitch ever aka Veronica.

"Ver, my dear friend! How are you? What's with those lines on your forehead. You'll get old pretty soon if you don't smooth em out."

'She is still like an old hag in my eyes' my intelligent and awesome consciousness told me.

'Agreed' I say to my consciousness whom I am going to name... 'Lucifer'. Yeah, Lucifer's perfect.

"You got us all in trouble in class, you bitch. Now we have to write sorry for you? Don't make me laugh. What do you even have to say for yourself?", I had to snap out of my coversation with Lucifer to listen to Veronica which annoyed me a lot because I'd rather talk to myself and be referred to as crazy then talk to Veronica.

"Uh you're welcome?" I realized a second too late that it wasn't the right answer and Veronica was ready to murder me with her eyes but a teacher interrupted and told us to go back to class.

"This is not over." She turned around and walked away. I bent down to pick up what she dropped and smirked...

Yes, this is definitely not over.

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My friend Olivia stared at me wide-eyed after I told her about my day after returning from school. "Wait wait wait. So lemme just get this straight. You came to school late and got detention. You got made fun of in class and now everyone has to write sorry for you and after that you ran into Miss bitchy and then..."

"She dropped her phone", I finished with a smirk.

Rule no. 6: Never let the rare opputunities go away. They only come once in a lifetime.