#ForeverAlone
A Story of your Average Wittian
Chapter 6
Monday morning came way to quickly.
I had some fun on Saturday, sleeping over at Kirsty's but the next thing I knew I heard the usual shirll beeping noise of my alarm, 5:30 on the dot.
"Uuugh..." I groaned and rolled over onto my back. I had just been having the best dream but it shattered into a million tiny puzzle pieces I was now trying to cram back together. I remembered the salty taste of ocean air and-
BEEP. BEEP.
"Shut. UP!" I growled, slapping the snooze button with my whole hand. It was Monday, and I did not care about my appearance today. Smiling I snuggled back into my blankets, and tried to collect more pieces. The next noise I heard? My mom.
"Hurry up, Regan! You're going to be late!"
Bolting up right I checked my clock. 6:50 and I had to be at school by 7:30, and since I missed the bus, I had to walk today.
"Oh for the love of cats!" I groaned flopping back onto my bed.
As fast as I could, I ran through the shower, combed and towel dried my hair, threw on sweats and a t-shirt, threw my hair up into what I hoped turned out as a cute messy bun (I was later to find out it did not-- at all.), power scrubbed my teeth, grabbed some poptarts, slid into my absoloute favorite North Face jacket ever and my comfiest pair of tan boots and rushed out the door by 7:05. 15 minutes. That's how it's done.
As I was walking and the little bits of frost floating in the air went from brushing my face then melting, to sticking then nipping the rush of my 15 minute victory wore off. I started twisting my head everytime a car sped by, trying to catch a glimpse of my reflection out of the black glass rushing ahead of me.
After a solid ten mintues of walking I finally saw my school appear in the distance. Bythen my fingers were frozen stiff, I could feel pieces of my hair that had fallen out of my bun blowing in loose wisps around myy face and bottom of my neck. The tips of my boots were soaked.
As I rushed through the doors I noticed that there was still a good amount of people in the hallways. Thank God. One more tardy in my first hour and I would've had Saturday School. I quickly ran up the steps to my locker and began twisting the combo as the five minute bell rang out. I shoved my bag into my locker, grabbed my Alg II book, and notebook. I rushed to the bathroom as I noticed the halls slowly emptying. Bracing myself I glanced at my reflection in the mirror. I was a mess. I was really starting to regret not putting on actualy pants. And I hadn't even bothered to put on a little makeup!? Ew. And my hair... quickly I untied it and went to fixing it but just as I was about to retie the hair tie around the most perfect messy bun two terrible things happened at once.
1. The hair tie snapped, stinging my fingers&leaving me with a damp frizzy blonde mess.
2.The final bell rang out.
"Uuuuuuugghh.." I moaned in frustration, feeling tears well up in the corners of my eyes.
And thus begings the average Monday, of your average Witty Girl.
Author's Note: Whew! That was a looong chapter! Ha how's your Thursday going? I'm gonna wrap this up pretty quick but I think you guys are reeeally gonna like Chapter 7..(; Hint. Hint. Chapter 7 will be up sooner than the others! Sorry about that:/
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