Snippet #2245775

Beep Beep. Beep Beep. Beep Beep.
After about five minutes of Michelle mentally willing her alarm to turn off, her brother finally came to tell her to "turn the effing thing off" and to get off her "lazy ass and get ready for school." Michelle threw her floral printed pillow at him but did as she was told, making her way from her bed and over to her drawers, where she slipped into some black, high waisted shorts with tights, a floral t-shirt and a leather jacket. She stuffed her feet into some dark combat boots and ran to the bathroom before one of her siblings got their first. Of course, Melissa was already in there, meaning she had to wait another ten minutes outside the door for the girl to be ready.
"Boo!" she yelled as her sister exited, emitting a squeak from the fifteen year old and getting a slap in return. "Stop it!" she said harshly, before walking off. Michelle just laughed as M & M Jr. as Kyle liked to call her, walked off.

She locked the door behind her and started to apply make up, glad that she had taken the time to have a shower the night before as she was running late. First a layer of concealer, then some lip gloss, mascara and eyeliner - what? She liked to take care of her appearance, was that a crime? - before she brushed out her hair and styled it into a fishtail braid. Usually, she wasn't too fussed about her hair, but it was her first day back, and she didn't want to look a mess.

She grabbed her bag from the kitchen, kissed her mom goodbye and ran out the door to where her car was waiting. An ancient, second-hand car that could barely move, but still, Michelle was just grateful that she had a car in the first place. She buckled herself in as Melissa got in the passenger seat, grumbling about how she was going to look "a right mess going to school in this piece of shit."

They drove up to the school and Melissa immediately ran off to her middle school friends, while Michelle flicked through her new schedule, trying to memorize it. She wondered if she would have any classes with anyone who didn't annoy the shit out of her. Probably not, but what are high schools for? And what about the game, when was that starting up, or had it begun already?
"How dare you, Austin!"
Well, that sounded like something to do with the game. Then again, this was Austin Myers that had just been kicked in the balls, so probably not.

Her eyes swiveled over to who he was speaking to. Derek Rivers. She quickly looked away again, in case she was caught looking. Where first.. she glanced at her schedule. Oh, joy. Honors Journalism.

She made her way to class, noticing that she did actually recognize someone in the classroom - that blonde girl with the hard to pronounce name, something liked Kitty. Kiki, that was her nickname anyway. Not that she ever really spoke to the girl, to be honest, she scared Michelle. A lot.