Snippet #1973443

Makayla had managed to wake up a solid five minutes before her alarm would have woken her up. She did her usual loose braid down the side of her neck before slipping into her usual attire. She ran downstairs to kiss her parents goodbye before running out the door. She rummaged through her messenger bag before pulling out a new pack of cigerettes she had bought the night before. She packed the box before opening in, revealing the mint spell that escaped. She pulled out the first one she could get and quickly lit it.

Kay didn't live far from the school, so she would probably only manage to get one cigerette in before class began. She walked past the track field seeing the ex-lovebirds chatting it up. She rolled her eyes at the young lovers. She rubbed her arm where she had added a new tattoo to her sleeve and smiled at how good it was turning out. She had just tossed the last bit of her cigerette to the ground when she heard the bell ring. "Fucking kidding me." She said as she barely sped up her pace to maybe not be as late as she hoped.

Walking into the school was a nightmare, she could tell it was the first day of school because most of the kids were still in the hallway in a panic mode. She could pick out the freshmen who had their books pushed to their chest out of fear that one of the upperclassmen would knock them out. She pulled out her schedule one last time to make sure she got her homeroom right.. Mr. Steveson? Right!

"Sorry, Mr. Steveson." Kay said as she turned the corner into his room. "I tried making it on time.." She held up two fingers before continuing. "Scouts honor." She saw that there were still some empty seats, so she grabbed the closest one to the door. Just as she sat down she sat the track runner come through the door. "See, I'm not the last one here." She gave Tristan a quick smile before mouthing the word 'Sorry' to him. Mr. Steveson gave a quick speech to the class that the first week was understandable, but making this into a habit would turn into trouble. It wasn't that hard to get.

She turned in her chair to wave at Jimmy. She hadn't really gotten along with Jimmy until this summer, but she was glad she had a friend. Unfortunately for her, most of her friends had graduate the previous year. As Mr. Steveson handed out their schedules she caught herself lose interest in the conversation, so she turned toward Tristan and smiled. "How are you and.." She thought for a second. "What is her name again.. Christina?"