FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL
7:12 AM
Ari was surprised she was awake this early.
Normally when it came to school, she pretty much had to go 10 over the speed limit every day just to barely make it to class before the bell rang. And sometimes, she would straight up be 5 or 10 minutes late if she felt the day required her to be high before school. What could she say? It softened the experience to the point where she could actually bare to walk into class at 7:30 in the morning. The first day of school was no exception, since it was incredibly easy to just sit and smoke in the parking lot at Disney High. But that was beside the point.
Ari was stressed about this year. Before summer had officially begun, Ari’s Aunt Flora had sent her parents her second semester report card. To say the least, they were not very…pleased with Ari’s grades. Her parents were pretty much set on having her come live with them but before they had the chance to buy her a plane ticket, Aunt Flora managed to talk them into letting her stay. However, if Ari couldn’t make a comeback the next year, this year, she was done for.
She had spent the whole night before the first day tossing and turning with panic before finally falling asleep at 3:30. It was a wonder she was even able to get out of bed before 7. But Ari was so scared of the idea of living with her parents again that she had somehow forced herself to be up and ready.
The sun was shining already, which was calming. Ari checked the clock again and saw that she had about eight minutes to get to class, so she reached into her purse, pulled out a small perfume bottle, and spritzed herself. She had better get going if she was going to get to…wait, what was her first hour class?
Realizing she hadn’t even glanced at her schedule once, Ari searched everywhere for the paper Aunt Flora had given her. It was somewhere in her backpack…no, no, she had shoved it in the glove box…wait! She shoved her hand into her purse again and fished around until she felt the smoothness of a neatly folded piece of paper. Opening up, she scanned the top of the page.
Her first hour was Algebra II. She cursed loudly.
Sighing, Ari lifted her pink mug up to her lips and took a huge gulp of warm coffee. She told herself it would be okay. Told herself that this year, her main focus was going to be on school. Told herself that she was intelligent and was a hard worker.
But she really wished she hadn’t gotten out of bed this morning.
7:12 AM
Ari was surprised she was awake this early.
Normally when it came to school, she pretty much had to go 10 over the speed limit every day just to barely make it to class before the bell rang. And sometimes, she would straight up be 5 or 10 minutes late if she felt the day required her to be high before school. What could she say? It softened the experience to the point where she could actually bare to walk into class at 7:30 in the morning. The first day of school was no exception, since it was incredibly easy to just sit and smoke in the parking lot at Disney High. But that was beside the point.
Ari was stressed about this year. Before summer had officially begun, Ari’s Aunt Flora had sent her parents her second semester report card. To say the least, they were not very…pleased with Ari’s grades. Her parents were pretty much set on having her come live with them but before they had the chance to buy her a plane ticket, Aunt Flora managed to talk them into letting her stay. However, if Ari couldn’t make a comeback the next year, this year, she was done for.
She had spent the whole night before the first day tossing and turning with panic before finally falling asleep at 3:30. It was a wonder she was even able to get out of bed before 7. But Ari was so scared of the idea of living with her parents again that she had somehow forced herself to be up and ready.
The sun was shining already, which was calming. Ari checked the clock again and saw that she had about eight minutes to get to class, so she reached into her purse, pulled out a small perfume bottle, and spritzed herself. She had better get going if she was going to get to…wait, what was her first hour class?
Realizing she hadn’t even glanced at her schedule once, Ari searched everywhere for the paper Aunt Flora had given her. It was somewhere in her backpack…no, no, she had shoved it in the glove box…wait! She shoved her hand into her purse again and fished around until she felt the smoothness of a neatly folded piece of paper. Opening up, she scanned the top of the page.
Her first hour was Algebra II. She cursed loudly.
Sighing, Ari lifted her pink mug up to her lips and took a huge gulp of warm coffee. She told herself it would be okay. Told herself that this year, her main focus was going to be on school. Told herself that she was intelligent and was a hard worker.
But she really wished she hadn’t gotten out of bed this morning.