A Day In The Life..., chapter 1
"You better get up! Or I'm gonna open up a can of whoop ass and you know I'm gonna do it too!" I slammed the snoozed button on my alarm clock, muttering "Gay alarm." I drug myself out of bed and fed my goldfish Billie Joe. I tripped over a pile of clothes. "DAMNIT!" I screamed a little too loudly. "What?!"
My mother screamed up the stairs. I got dressed and rushed out the door into the nice California breeze. I thought about maybe finding some GOOD place to go. Who knew Berkeley would be so damn boring... The only reason I agreed to move here was because... BERKELEY! Billie Joe lives here! I have yet to see him anywhere though... I climbed up the stairs to the bus and looked into the face of evil. "George (short for gorgeous) shirt Hannah!" some plastic bitch named Kaitlyn said. "Oh, I know!" I said tugging at my Green Day shirt while she rolled her eyes. "Georgy shoes!" I said pointing to her old mud covered gym shoes. She glared at me. I gave her the finger and called her a plastic bitch. Guess I was a little too loud because the bus driver heard me. "Hannah, that was VERY inappropriate. I'm giving you an office referral." Weee... Weeks worth of detention. I lugged my stuff into first period and sat down next to Nicole, my best friend. "Hey" she said. "God I hate that plastic bitch!" I said glaring at Kaitlyn while she was muttering on about Her dad knowing Mariah Carey. I hate Mariah Carey. Yuck... "So... Anything interesting happen?" Nikki asked me. "In this bum fuck town? HELL NO!" My mind turned off as Cameron walked into the room. I know he's one of the preppy fucks but he is sooooo... Mmm... As the announcements came on everyone seemed to settle into their groups. "Prom is coming, get a date while you can!" the principal said. "Gay prom..." I muttered. 1st period was boring... As I walked to my locker I saw a folded up piece of paper in it... I opened it up... It said:
Hannah, you may not know me, but I'm in a lot of your classes. I like you and I was wondering if you would go to the prom with me. I hope you say yes! Reply back and stick it in my locker.
Love, locker 965
AKA Cameron.
Oh. My. God... I quickly scrawled back, "yes!" and my address and phone number. The day lulled on and Cameron winked at me a few times... I went to Hot Topic right after School and bought a killer black and white striped skirt with ruffles and stuff. As the salesperson said "So goth glam!" I paired it with a black long sleeved shirt with silk sleeves that said "Live the dream, ROCK!" and my strappy boots. I actually did my hair up and put on SOME makeup. Even Kaitlyn was speechless when she saw me the next night. He said to meet him by the punch. I waited for an hour. Finally Kaitlyn came over and said "You're little boyfriend stood you up? Well, he's here!" I went over to him and said hi. He'll looked at me weird and said "what?" I asked him if we were going to prom together. He said it was all a joke, sorry. I ran out the door. To the one private place I have. On top of a big hill. I cried and cried. Then a voice asked "What's wrong" I turned around and couldn't believe it.
My mother screamed up the stairs. I got dressed and rushed out the door into the nice California breeze. I thought about maybe finding some GOOD place to go. Who knew Berkeley would be so damn boring... The only reason I agreed to move here was because... BERKELEY! Billie Joe lives here! I have yet to see him anywhere though... I climbed up the stairs to the bus and looked into the face of evil. "George (short for gorgeous) shirt Hannah!" some plastic bitch named Kaitlyn said. "Oh, I know!" I said tugging at my Green Day shirt while she rolled her eyes. "Georgy shoes!" I said pointing to her old mud covered gym shoes. She glared at me. I gave her the finger and called her a plastic bitch. Guess I was a little too loud because the bus driver heard me. "Hannah, that was VERY inappropriate. I'm giving you an office referral." Weee... Weeks worth of detention. I lugged my stuff into first period and sat down next to Nicole, my best friend. "Hey" she said. "God I hate that plastic bitch!" I said glaring at Kaitlyn while she was muttering on about Her dad knowing Mariah Carey. I hate Mariah Carey. Yuck... "So... Anything interesting happen?" Nikki asked me. "In this bum fuck town? HELL NO!" My mind turned off as Cameron walked into the room. I know he's one of the preppy fucks but he is sooooo... Mmm... As the announcements came on everyone seemed to settle into their groups. "Prom is coming, get a date while you can!" the principal said. "Gay prom..." I muttered. 1st period was boring... As I walked to my locker I saw a folded up piece of paper in it... I opened it up... It said:
Hannah, you may not know me, but I'm in a lot of your classes. I like you and I was wondering if you would go to the prom with me. I hope you say yes! Reply back and stick it in my locker.
Love, locker 965
AKA Cameron.
Oh. My. God... I quickly scrawled back, "yes!" and my address and phone number. The day lulled on and Cameron winked at me a few times... I went to Hot Topic right after School and bought a killer black and white striped skirt with ruffles and stuff. As the salesperson said "So goth glam!" I paired it with a black long sleeved shirt with silk sleeves that said "Live the dream, ROCK!" and my strappy boots. I actually did my hair up and put on SOME makeup. Even Kaitlyn was speechless when she saw me the next night. He said to meet him by the punch. I waited for an hour. Finally Kaitlyn came over and said "You're little boyfriend stood you up? Well, he's here!" I went over to him and said hi. He'll looked at me weird and said "what?" I asked him if we were going to prom together. He said it was all a joke, sorry. I ran out the door. To the one private place I have. On top of a big hill. I cried and cried. Then a voice asked "What's wrong" I turned around and couldn't believe it.
