The first of a very long senior year. I'm not even in the building yet and I am already tired. I stared at my school from just before the gate, working up the courage to go inside the building.
I hate school with a passion.
I can already tell this day was not going to be in my favor but still I desperately clung to that small optimistic part of me that told me I would get through this day just fine. Today would be the first day of a whole academic year in hell. It was hell in hell. Deep down I know that I am being dramatic and it is just my deep hatred for school that's making me half as grumpy, the next half being me awake this early especially on a hungry stomach, but oh well.
"Ella Clarke. Senior. Schedule." I told the secretary quickly, just getting to the point wanting to just get this day over with already. Mrs Barracks the school secretary roll her eyes at me in amusement. Mrs. Barracks is a kind hearted lady with a personality that pulls you in. Her graying blond hair was pulled into a low bun, and she was smiling at me making her blue eyes shine. She was without a doubt beautiful even though she was in her late forties. It makes me wonder just how beautiful she was my age. She was too nice for me to be mean to but unfortunately me being the horrible person I am, it does not stop me from trying.
"Good morning to you too Elle". She said her voice laced with humor as she held out the printed sheet of paper that held my schedule and locker information. I couldn't help but flinch when she called me by that nickname. Usually when someone called me that I would bite their heads off but I just didn't have it in me to be a bitch to one of my favorite person in this school.
"I keep telling you to stop calling me that". I said. I am now officially in a worst mood than I was before I entered this building. At this rate I can see myself already getting detention. Mrs Barracks opened her mouth to say something but I quickly snatched the paper from her and exited the small office before she could speak. I know that I will probably apologize to her later. Mrs Barracks is one of the few people who doesn't see me as Aeroline's High resident bad girl and overall trouble maker.
I made my way to my locker all the while keeping my head down and examining my schedule. Just my luck I had math first, and with one of the meanest teacher in this entire school. At this rate my mood is going to keep plummeting at high speed. I really am trying not to be this grumpy because I know at some point today, I'm going to get into trouble because of the attitude I'm bound to have with somebody and knowing my luck it's going to involve a teacher.
I swear I can see that detention that I'm bound to get today. I let out a deep sigh to myself. Today is the first day of school if I get a detention today my father is going to be pissed. My phone vibrates and I take it out to see a picture of my bestfriend schedule. I hold my schedule up and take a picture sending it to her and telling her to save me a seat in math class. Apparently we have everything together except physics and art. She takes physics like the suicidal person she is and I take art like the sane person I am.
I reach my locker and put most of my books in there. I shut my door, turn around and look up to see someone standing in front of me. Aubree Graham, platnum blonde, head of the cheerleading team and a full blown pain in my ass is standing in front of me in her cheerleading outfit examining her red nails in a fake casual way.
"I honestly thought you would not have made it to senior year Ella, what with your delinquent behaviour and all." She said looking up from her nails. "I honestly thought that you would have dropped out by now."
"Well see, there is your problem right there, you think too much. You would think you would learn by now that it never gets you anywhere." I retorted and walk around her heading to my first class of the day. Honestly I am so over school already and it is just nine in the morning on the first day back. This is just not my day.
"I bet your gonna get yourself landed in detention before lunch." She said walking beside me. I stop abruptly and turn towards her giving her my best screw you look.
"Don't you think it's sad that you have to go out of your way to annoy me? How about getting a life so you don't have to bother mine." I suggest before turning just as abruptly and walking off again.
I really do hate school.