You're My Favorite Addiction

“This is it.” I mumbled getting out of bed. This is the last year of bullshit, meaning school. I drug my feet over to my bathroom, never letting my blanket leave my shoulders. It was too early for this shit. I let the blanket fall and I stepped into the shower, letting the hot water wash over my body.

The shower was like my safe haven, as weird as it sounds. I feel so secure in here, and happy. Its where all my thinking takes place and some of my most amazing songs come out of here. After washing my hair and shaving everywhere I stepped out, not wanting too. I wrapped a towel around my body and one around my hair. I wiped my face and frowned as I looked in the mirror.

“It’s a miracle what make-up can really do.” I laughed to myself. I was sitting on the sink counter and winging out my eyeliner when Skylar walked in. “Hey Phoenix. I missed you!” She was hugging me and I was still naked. “Um I missed you too, but in case you couldn’t tell I’m still a little naked.” I chuckled. “Oh c’mon not like I’ve never seen you naked Phoen.” I pushed her away finishing up on my eyeliner.

I shuffled back into my room dropping my towel and throwing on my favorite navy blue sweater and a pair of ripped up white jeans with my combat boots. I decided to let my natural curls take their place. My blonde hair falling down to my hips.

“Oh my God Phoenix you look beautiful! Are you excited about today?” Skylar was asking, I nodded before grabbing my essential needs to get me through school; phone, keys, cigarettes, and guitar. Knowing this year I got music as a class. “So my car or yours?” I asked Skylar. “Yours, I’m almost out of gas. I barely made it to your house.” She chuckled grabbing a pop tart out of my cupboard.

“Mom I’m leaving.” I called up the stairs. “Hold on I’m coming!” I heard her running around probably looking for her camera. “Oh you girls look beautiful! Let me take a picture!” My mom snapped a few photos and me and Skylar then were on our way to school.

We had about a 20 minute drive so I had enough time for a smoke. Handing Skylar one we both sang along to New Found Glory and enjoyed the morning breeze of the California air. Upon arriving at the prison I mean school, we looked at each other and took a deep breath at the same time. “Here we go.” She said, staring straight ahead at school. “For the last time.” I pretended to act sad, then we both busted out laughing. Finding my locker and shoving my bag inside, we looked at our schedules.

We only had 3 classes together, and lunch. “Well at least we have that many.” She saddened. “Hey we have music! That makes 4!” I squealed. We hugged and boasted with joy. People passing by stared, but we didn’t really care. I jogged my way off to first period which was honors English. I got good grade so I was always either in AP or Honors classes. Which I didn’t mind.

Upon taking my seat I silently waited for the rest of the class to join, some ginger kid taking a seat next to me. “Hey I’m Alan.” He laughed, obviously nervous. “Phoenix.” I stated, “So what classes do you have?” He was bold enough to ask. “Um after this I have Calculus and then AP History then lunch. What about you?” “Same! Oh my gosh! That’s so cool! At least I’ll know someone all year!” I laughed, knowing this kid and I were going to become close. “Then after lunch I have Gym which is blah, then AP Chemistry, and Music.” “It’s like we were made to be best friends! We have the same exact schedule!” I smiled and nodded.

The first three periods flew by, I introduced Alan to Skylar and we all seem to love each other. Which is relieving, it’s the first day I don’t need any drama. At lunch I took our table outside and saved seats for me and Skylar, and now Alan. “Hey bestie.” Alan smiled. “Hey loser.” I sneered back. Causing us both to laugh. “So why is it that I’ve never seen you before Alan?” “Well I just transferred here this year, I went to a private school before I decided I wanted to attend public school for my last year.” He shrugged snaking a bite of his apple.

As for me I didn’t have an appetite, but a cigarette or two would sit nicely with me for lunch. The nice thing about being outside was that we could smoke, the school didn’t really care as long as we didn’t catch anything on fire. I pulled out my pack and Alan looked me with shock. “What? You smoke?” “Yeah you got a problem?” I glared. “This is why we are best friends already, I do too.” He smiled, stealing one out of my pack. Skylar, Alan, and I all enjoyed lunch.

Well, technically our little smoking session and when the bell rang we shuffled back into the school ready for the next period of the day. Finally the end of the day was here, and it was music time.

Thank God I thought to myself. Even though I hate the teacher, this class is such a stress relief to have. I walked through the doors, not seeing good ole’ Mrs. Hammers. A 50 year old hag with yellow teeth, that claimed she partied with Bon Jovi.

Taking my annual plop on the couch, Alan and Skylar both joined me. “Thank God the day is almost over.” Alan said, rubbing his temples. “Headache?” “Kinda hard not to have one when the freshman and sophomores all scream 99% of the time. “True.” I chuckled. “So rumor has it Mrs. Hammers shall not be returning this year.” Skylar whispered. “Well great.” I joked. But to only be surprised by the breath taking man, decked out in a maroon dress shirt with a black tie, and black skinny’s, also styling a leather jacket.

“Hello class, I’m Mr. Carlile.”

My heart stopped and I began to drool, I swear.

Notes

New story! I hope you guys enjoy this!
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