First Day
Losing Control
*Beep Beep Beep Beep*
I slam my fist on my loud ass alarm clock. Why the hell is my alarm clock going off this early? I slowly get up from my bed and make my way to my phone. Oh shit! Today's the first day of school. Fuck this shit, I'm going back to bed... "Lilleth, get up now" I jolt awake because I hear my name being called. "Lilleth, I'm gonna count to 3..." "Alright I'm coming! " I yell down to my mother. I look at my phone. Yay! I just got an extra 14 minutes of sleep... I need a monster drink right now. I get up from my bed and go to the bathroom. After I've splashed my face with water, I go get dressed. I pick out a pair of black skinny jeans and a black Nike shirt. After I've put on my converse, I apply a small amount of eyeliner and mascara. Yeah I know, I like black... Sue me
I descend the stairs and grab a monster out of the fridge. I kiss my mom goodbye and head out the door. I open the car door to my beautiful baby. My dad and I found an old and broken down 1969 mustang boss 429 and fixed it up. Afterwards on my 16th birthday, he handed me the keys and said "Happy Birthday". I was so ecstatic.
On my way to school, I plug my phone into my aux cord and put on my Lana Del Rey playlist. I sing along to my hearts content and people passing by give me a weird look. I just take that as a gesture to sing louder. 4 Lana songs later, I'm pulling into the high school...
Gosh, I really hate first days...