Waking up to the sunshine shining through the curtains on my window makes up for the loud alarm that had blared only seconds before.

Today is my first day of the eleventh grade and I'm not looking forward to going through the same torture that I have dealt with years and years before. I have my reasons for hating school but there are my favorite parts of course. I have my two amazing best friends; Jane and Lyla. Lets not forget my boyfriend of two years. But school has always been hell for me.

Could it get any worse?

"Brittney! Are you awake?" my mother knocks on my door as my alarm goes off for the second time.

I turn it off before answering. "Yes mom. Im waking up now."

"Okay! Hurry and get ready honey. Breakfast is about done!" She yells before I hear her footsteps disappearing as she walks down the stairs.

I pull the covers from my body and I sit up in bed, stretching my arms over my head. Well, another year to deal with. Better get it over and done with. But lets take it one day at a time.

I get up out of bed and I head straight to the bathroom that is connected to my bedroom. My picked out clothes are in there as well so I can take a quick shower before I do my morning routine.

As I am removing my clothes, my phone dings on the counter. A text from my boyfriend. Awe he must be telling me goodmorning.

*I can't take you to school this morning. Bus?*

I frown at the text.

What??

*Bus? What do you mean? Why can't you pick me up?*

I put my phone down so I can finish removing my clothing to get in the shower. And before I can turn on the shower, the phone dings again.

*Because..We need to talk after school and I want to be alone right now.*

He needs to be alone? And what do we do we need to talk about? Damn..

*Fine. I can ask my mom.*

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