002

Sunday was boring for me. You may call me a pagan, but i really don't always go to church. What do i do?

Work. I work is all i do. Very ironic because I'm supposed to be the girl that has it all.

The girl with a multi billionaire as a father. The girl who lives in a subtle mansion. But here i am, working weekend morning shifts in a diner and by the fuel station at midday, and pretend to be over twenty by night where i work in a bar with the most dreadful boss ever.

My life sucks is an understatement, but who can i blame, i chose it, i chose this.

And anyone who knows the truth about me would think I'm stupid. But i have something called integrity, most people think that's just a word only people like Martin Luther King are supposed to use, but that is just a whole spring of bullshit they used to cover their lazy ass.

I have pride and high self esteem. I won't stoop down to the level expected of me.

Today begin Monday, which used to be my favorite time of the week, now my worst. I have to endure another long tiresome, annoying and noisy day of my life with many more to come. And what sucked the most was that he wasn't here to get me through with it. I tried calling a dozen times but it always ends up the same with the line begin out of service.

Per usual routine, Kyle would ride us if not the first then among the first people to get to the freaking Grayson's academy or whatever it is called, but now i have to take a bus. How i hate bus rides, over noisy teenagers and nosey old ladies that can't seem to get a day without gossip. It irritates me so much, but what can i say? I don't have a vehicle to transport myself by myself and i wouldn't say yes to any of Andrew's offers, so that's what i do, endure.

The air is fresh, day is calm and the only noise i could hear were the chirping of the birds.

This is one of those moments i call bliss. I can smell the beautiful silence and it's wonderful. Sitting alone like this in the back of the class with my hoodie up as the silence and cold air greats me.

I was just starting to drift away, thoughts of Jim invading my mind --but then the startle of the most annoying bell greats me, and I've never been so happy to hear it my entire life.

Okay maybe not. Not when you have a round and insensitive fifty three year old humpty as your history teacher that turns his shameful experiences in life to the discovery of Mount Everest.

I shudder at that thought.

My peaceful time of silence is now very over as students start trailing in muttering the latest gossip about Trevor Turner's new romantic interest, or rather play thing. Guys smacking each other over the head while ranting about how hot Sarah Jones is, because they are just the usual horny teenage kids.

I shake my head uncomfortably and head to my first Class trying to distance myself from the sound of hyperactive teenagers who clearly don't plan on being early.

"so, what do you think? "I'm slightly taking aback by the fiery platinum blondie smiling brightly in front of me.

"Um.. About what? "i swear this girl just shows up from no where most of the time and starts talking about some pointless stuff, i bet she's referring to her new mack cutex.

"my shoes of course! "she grins and flips her gorgeous platinum curls with red highlights. Well, at least i was close.

It's now i take my time to take in her outfit. She's wearing a floral blue dress that has a very nice v neck and shows off her curves, matched with a pair of silver strap heals and kc hand bag. She looks pretty, she always does but i really don't know what's special about the shoe's, I've seen a lot of strap or straight heals, whatever thanks to her. But i don't exactly know what the difference is except the color.

"er... It's, pretty? "

"oh come on Lex, you can do better than that "she tags on beside me and we both make our way to the class we have together.

"is it some kind of new brand or something? "knowing Alice, it's probably some trending item she's been eyeing for a while now or else she won't be so enthusiastic about it, but then she'll definitely get tired of it by the time it leaves her feet.

"you bet! "she practically screamed "i saw this online and in that moment, i knew we were meant for each other "

Of course. I mentally roll my eyes.

"oh, have you heard? "she suddenly blurts.

"Heard what? "

"i broke up with Greg "she says it with so much pride and a silly smile on her face like its some kind of accomplishment.

"oh? " i ask with one lifted eyebrow.

"yep! "

"I'm not even going to ask why. "

"good "

That is Alice for you, and this is how our conversations about her exes usually go. I stifle a laugh. She's just like that, hyperactive and crazy about fashion, just the same about guys, their like a collection of Mary kay's to her, always switching with the new brand.

Don't ask me how i know Mary Kay, or kc.

I honestly know nothing about fashion or make up, but when a bundle of lipsticks and foundations are thrown in your face a hair full of times, you learn to grasp a few things.

"have you heard from Kyle? "she asked causing my faint smile to fade .

"no " i frown

"do--"

"miss McCarthy! "she was cut off by the creepy sound of Mrs Becker's voice "so good of you to finally grace us with your presence "

Oh shit! Sarcasm. She only uses sarcasm when she's really pissed.

We stay rooted to the door with the audience of the whole classroom starring at us. I got distracted by Alice again and now I'm late to chemistry. I'm never late!

"sorr-"

"hi Mrs bee "Alice cut me off walking in and waving at our stone cold teacher like nothing really matters.

"you're late "she scowls at her.

"no, I'm exactly on time. See "Alice pulls out her phone waving it at Mrs grumpy's face "lecture starts by ten twenty exact. "

"the bell had gone off ten minutes ago"

"that's because it goes off ten minutes before the actual class. "she twirls around and finds herself a seat leaving us both stunned.

With a tight smile directed at Mrs grumpy, i follow suit to take my sit beside Alice.

It doesn't take long for Mrs grumpy to recover and reattach that usually frown and scowl she loves wearing, clears her throat and starts speaking.

"i need your total cooperation now if you want to rest of this lesson to go on without any more uncalled distractions. "she shoots me and my partner in crime a cold glare.

Did she say lesson! This woman never gives lessons, she only throws random pages from our textbooks at us and comes back to drop a test. Her classes are almost always theoretical instead of practical.

"this... "she drops down an envelope "...is your test results from last week "

If there was one thing i loved about her classes was her ability to command silence.

Moving from table to table she carefully dropped each script for their owners.

"i suppose you emerged the highest again Lexa "her tick Scottish accent drew my attention to her still scowling face, as she spared me a brief nod. I gave a shallow smile and returned my attention back to the script lying in front of me.

"conduct yourselves on the next topic in your text books--"

Figures.

"--Our next class would take place in the lab. "and with that she picked up all her stuff and left.

"psst... " i heard someone call from beside me.

"what's your score? "Alice whispers .

I frown "why are you whispering? She's gone "

"well, you like to keep it low so-"

"there's no point Ali, the others have already taken it upon themselves to make sure the extra hour doesn't go to waste, i can't think straight either ways"

"i got a c on fifty seven percent, what about you? "she said ignoring my statement.

That is when i actually take a good look at my script.

"A, eighty... Wait! Eighty seven? "

"expected as much. "she smirks.

"no, no, no, i can't have an eighty seven Ali, I've never had anything below ninety five before. "how did this happen!

"oh chill out nerdy "she rolls her eyes "you have an A. That's big! Not everyone is as smart as you are.

Really.

I don't feel so smart anymore.

"come on, stop scowling and let go okay? "it wasn't a question, it was a demand.

I hate this, i really hate this.