Road To Recovery
c h a p t e r / / o n e
Alice woke early, it was March tenth.
The time on her clock read six-o-five.
She was tired.
But, it wasn't a tired that could be fixed with sleep, no, it was far more then that.
She was just tired.
Tired of faking smiles, tired of her so called 'friends', tired of ... life.
But it would all be worth it.
Soon, she promised herself.
Alice got up, quietly sneaking downstairs.
Her parents were either at work already, or still asleep.
She didn't know.
She looked through the fridge, before grabbing a glass out of the cabinet and filling it with tap water.
Alice drank the water quickly, before fleeing back upstairs.
"You've got me laughing while I sing," she sung oh-so-quietly, slipping into her bathroom.
She avoided the mirror, like always.
Alice slipped her PJs off, before stepping into the steamy shower.
After a few minutes of cleaning herself up, she walked out of the bathroom, picking out an outfit for school. Red hoodie, grey tee-shirt, a pair of black leggings and her navy-blue Toms.
She usually dressed like this.
Alice heard the girls at her school whisper things about her choice of clothing,
it's not stylish, oh, there's barely any color, I hear she buys clothes from Wal-Mart.
She rolled her eyes. Like she cared. She stopped caring months ago.
Alice made her way back downstairs, she grabbed a bowl, milk, and her favorite cereal; Honey Nut Cheerios.
She ate quickly, grabbing her backpack before rushing outside into the cold weather.
School was a place she wanted to get away from.
Alice thought about skipping, a few times.
But if she wanted to please her parents, and get into a good college—like Oxford, the one they picked out for her—skipping school was out of the question.
Suppressing a sigh, Alice hopped off the bus filled with wild teenagers, and the cranky bus-driver.
"Yo! Ally!" A voice cut Alice from her thoughts; it was Kendra, her Bestfriend.
Or, only friend.
Alice nodded in reply. "What did I tell you about calling me that?" She asked.
"If I ever called you it again you would kill me," Kendra replied, "But you haven't yet." the smirk on Kendra's face was apparent.
Alice rolled her eyes. "Someday, Kendra. Someday,"
Classes dragged on for hours, as it seemed to Alice.
Finally, the bell rung, signaling lunch.
"Alice! May I speak to you?" Mister Hanson, her History reached called.
Alice shrugged in reply, walking up to the front of the class.
"Now, Alice. Your grades seem to be slipping .. I know, you're going through this depressive phase, but if it's ruining your grades, you're going to have to get better,"
Phase? Alice thought, 'get better'? She wished it were only that easy.
Without a word, Alice walked out of the class, ignoring the teacher calling to her.
Author's note;;
So, I only got two favorites, instead of five. But please I want this chapter to get five+ favorites. Because then I know people are reading.
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