I woke up to the sound of a knock on my door. I stared at the ceiling feeling reluctant to get up from bed. " Hey Amy.... wale up already, it's morning....i don't wanna be late because of you again ". I heard my older brother yell from the door. " ugh.... I'm up, I'm up alright..... I'll be down soon". I yelled back rubbing my hand on my face. ' sigh, Mondays'. I sat up and looked at the picture of my dad on the bedside table, " Good morning dad". I said as I blew him a kiss.

It's been three years since I lost my dad, I miss him everyday now. my mum took it pretty hard but she pushed on because of us.

sigh, I got up and made my bed before moving to the bathroom. After a quick bath, I wore my uniform and slung my backpack on as I made my way downstairs.

On reaching down, I could smell fried eggs and bacon coming from the kitchen. I looked at the dinning table to see Michael already done with his breakfast. " are you just gonna stand there looking lost.... I swear I'm gonna leave you ". he said pointing a fork at me. I showed him a middle finger while sticking out my tongue.

" yeah... why can't you do that to the kids at school ". he said rolling his eyes.

" leave her alone mic". I heard mum's voice from the kitchen. I walked to the kitchen to see my mum wearing a blue apron with rainbows on it. " Good morning mum ". I said as I sat on the stool near the kitchen island. " morning baby... how was your night ". she said as she came over and dropped my breakfast in front of me.

" fine mum". I said as I started eating. " so any plans after school? ". she asked looking at me.

" no not really ". I said still eating. " sigh... Amy... you need to start getting along with your classmates baby". she said as she sat beside me. " we've talked about this mum". I said as I finished my meal. " bye mum". I said trying to get out of the house. I always hate it when she brings up the topic about me and my so called classmates. I don't really get along with the kids at school...I'm literally like a nobody to them, nobody and I mean no one wants anything to do with me. sigh. I walked to the sitting room and carried my bag. " c'mon Michael ". I said as I headed for the door." hey wait up". mic called out as he ran to catch up to me.

we arrived at the school, Greenhill high, as usual students were everywhere. we walked through the big gates which revealed the long parking lot. ' I pray I'll have a good year this session '. I thought as we continued walking.

" alright Amy, I'll see you after school ". Michael said as he went towards his class. I sighed as I walked towards the halls. I entered my classroom to see that only a few students were in, seems like we came early. I walked in not minding the stares of kids as I made my way to the back of the class.

I pick the back sit not because it's close to the window which you can see the parking lot through it. I just love staring at the sky during the day.

" hey babe". I heard someone call. I away from the window to see Clarisse walking to me with her ponytail tied neatly on her head. " hey Clarisse, good morning ". I said as hugged her.

" so? ,how was your weekend ". she said beaming at me. I rolled my eyes at her. " what do expect me to say?, that I had the best weekend ever in a castle made of candy?". I said as I rested my head on my hand looking at her. " well... not exactly what I expected you to say but close enough ". she said giggling.

' sigh, this girl '. " so... it's a new term, any plans". she asked as she opened her bag . " plans?.... no not really ". I said. " seriously? ". she asked raising an eyebrow as she brought out a book. the school bell rang and soon students started flocking into the class. " hey Amy ". Shit, I know that voice. ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you all to the so called queen of Greenhill high, Brittany spears. she's the most popular girl in school, just because she comes from a wealthy family and her dad sponsors the school in some aspects, so everyone wants to be near her at all times.

Brittany and her entourage started walking towards where I and Clarisse were sitting. she put her hand on her waist as she smirked at me, squinting her eyes. " well well...amy, how was your holiday ".she said ." why do you care? ". I asked back looking at her. I heard gasps as I looked around to see that we were now the center of attention. ' God I hate this '. sigh. " fine... what do you want Brit? ". I asked as I leaned back on my chair.