Song of the chapter😘 .
Zahirah pov ❤️
I woke up to my alarm blasting Chris Browns "no guidance" I groan and look look to the side seeing it's only 5:45 in the morning I slam my hand down on to the alarm clock placing my pillow over my face screaming and mentally cursing my mother for setting my alarm this early after all since it's the first day school doesn't actually begin until 9:45 so I'm precisely 4 hours early *sighs* and then it hits me * the smell of beef bacon ,cheese eggs, pancakes one of the only good things about my mother , she's a hell of a good cook. I hesitantly get up from my comfortable bed and stretch and a Moan escapes my mouth from the pleasure of finally stretching my bones. I go to my bathroom connected to my bedroom.
I take my time bathing my body not forgetting to wash my hair, shave and get dressed into a oversized neon orange hoodie and a pair of skinny jeans and pulled my hair into a bun and pulled on my sunset air vapor max pluses After spraying myself with coconut scented perfume to go with my shampoo ,conditioner and lotion I really just love the smell of coconut😉 . I grab my Tommy Hilfiger book-bag
And run downstairs checking my phone to see that is 6:30 wow it took me almost a hour to get dressed 😂😂 it didn't feel like that long . I go to the dining room to see my father ,Justin reading the newspaper per usual and my mom ,Madeline sitting at the table watching me intently with "the face" what do I mean by "the face" you ask ? Well the look she gives me when she is disappointed In me and I know she's about to ruin my mood so I kiss my father on the cheek and and make my plate and walk to sit at the table only to realize mother is still watching me. "Good morning daddy" I pipe obviously he's my favorite parent. "Good morning baby girl " I turn to "her" and state dryly "mother" ,"zahirah " she responds I sigh and dig into my plate in silence it's always been like this no matter how hard I try she will never be proud of me and I have learned to be okay with that. I finish my food with a smile on my face and walk towards to kitchen to quickly wash my plate.
I continue to walk towards the living room After grabbing my keys I exit the two story mansion
I then enter my red 2019 Dodge Charger
And drive off to hell ,oh my bad school . As I pull up to the school I look around and notice everyone crowding and assume it's just everybody seeing their friends after a long summer,which in my opinion wasn't long enough so I try to squeeze past to get into the school to meet my best friend krystine, I mean she's not the smartest I love her and she's the only person in this school who isn't a bitch honestly.
That bitch is honestly beautiful from her Carmel skin to her pink plump lips and her flawless hair and freckles and I know what you guys are thinking, no I'm not gay for her but my best friend is perfect and all the boys chase her sometimes I feel like she's too beautiful to be my best friend anyway I walk to my locker and krystine leaning against it "hey krys " I mutter scanning my id to open my locker and put my things in there "hey baby ,I missed you" she replies with happiness she's always been a morning person 🤦🏽♀️ noticing the halls are empty,I look at my phone and notice it's somehow already 9:40 I must've not heard the bell "fuck we're gonna be late " I say with paste in my voice we start to bolt to class that is until I feel myself bump into so wall - wait that's not a wall I look up and see a face I don't recognize "Watch where you're going " he says with force looking me up and down. "How about you watch where your going" I glare making eye contact totally forgetting krys was standing there watching our encounter "wow he has beautiful eyes " I think "thanks princess you're pretty beautiful yourself " he says smirking down at my short height .did I say that out loud ? My mouth slightly opens and he walks away WHAT A JACKASS. "Woah" is all kyrs says as we walk to class.
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