September 2nd - First Day of School

                                    

                                          
He looked at me. Those gorgeous caramel eyes stared deeply into my eyes.He's so beautiful. I watched him as he walked past me in the school hallway leaving me astonished of his beauty. Everything about this boy was flawless. His muscular tatted up body, his nicely styled hair, that beautiful white smile of his, and those light caramel eyes. He stood at about 6'2 tall. This boy was true beauty. I stared at him like a creep, I know but I couldn't help it, until he looked back and flashed me his beautiful smile which caused me to blush like hell. I looked up realizing that he was walking towards me. I almost fell weak to the knees when he was about two feet away from me. He walked up to me just staring at me deeply. "Beep" he said as he stood there. "Huh?" I said in confusion. "Beep, Beep,Beep". I woke up out of the best dream of my life to that annoying ass alarm clock blaring in my ears. I looked at my clock and it read 6:15. Ugh I groaned to myself. It was already the first day of school. Im just glad it's my senior year and I don't have to go back to that hell hole after this year. I woke up, stretched and looked out the window. The sun wasn't even in sight, it was still dark outside. Now that's how you can tell it's too damn early be waking up for school. Ain't nobody got time for that. I got up out of my warm comfortable bed which I call the best place ever and slowly dragged myself to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like i've been attacked by wild animals. My hair was all over the place and I could see the mark where my hand was while I was sleeping on my face. That's how you can tell I slept good. I started my daily hygiene routine I took a shower, straightened my hair, did my make up, and put together a cute but simple outfit to wear on my first day. I put on my grey jordan concords, red skinny jeans, a mickey mouse shirt, and a cheetah print jacket. After I got dressed it was almost 7 and I knew Mya would be here to get me so we could walk to the bus, so I headed down stairs to get some breakfast. I seen my poor mother in the kitchen whipping up a delcious breakfast it made my mouth water. My mother looked so exhausted from work and plus my father was on another business trip again. He couldn't even make time to see his daughter go off on her first day of senior year but it's okay Im used to being second in people's life. My mother greeted me with a warm tired smiled. 
                          
"Hey mom", I said as I gave her hug and grabbed a plate from the cupboard. 
                          
"Morning sweetheart" She said as she kissed me on the cheek and she started putting my breakfast on my plate. 
                          
"Mother, why are you up so early?", I asked concerned and worried. I hate to see my mom like this. She works her ass off all the time. I work my ass off in school as well and Im always tired 
                          
"Baby, I just wanted to make you breakfast and to see you off to your first day of senior year", She smiled weakly, "I couldn't miss it for the world". She put my plate down in front of me while I was sitting down. She made pancakes, eggs, and bacon. 
                          
I smiled at her. It was so sweet how he sacraficed for me. My mother always has no matter how busy she was. She always made time for me and that made me appreciate her more. 
                          
"Mom its not that big of a deal", I frowned at her. She deserved to rest. "I mean today is like another day of school." I started eating my pancakes. 
                          
She gave me a light smile. As I began to eat my breakfast. I looked out the window and seen the most beautiful guy ever across the street at his house cleaning off his car. He's so dreamy. I want him so badly. I stared at him until my mom tapped my shoulder and she caught my attention back into reality. 
                          
"Honey, are you okay?" She asked me in concern, while she grabbed my hand. 
                          
"Im fine mom." I mumbled as I continued to eat my breakfast. 
                          
"Didn't seem like it the way how you were staring at Justin" She said with no emotion, she just looked at me hard which caused me to stop eating. "Like honey we lived across the street from the Biebers for ten years straight, and you always liked him. I know you like the boy its obvious. Say something to him, he's not a bad boy you know.. His parents raised him well." she said to me as I started to eat again. I ate the rest of my food in silence while my mom sat there and lectured me about Justin. She claims he's such a good boy but she doesn't know him. Justin Bieber the boy I am madly in love with is a jerk. He's one of the most popular guys in school and he doesn't associate with nerds like me. He even called me a nerd Junior year. Justin hates me for some reason. He even said it to my face. But I couldn;t stop loving him no matter how hard I tried. After I ate all my food, the door bell ranged and I grabbed my bookbag and hurried to the door and seen Mya sitting there texting.