Facade

Chapter 1

The persistent beep of the alarm clock woke me up. I'm still feeling quite groggy considering I was awake so late last night thinking deep thought ( why universe won't you give me all these epiphanies at hours I'm supposed to be awake?) Honey get up you'll be late for school! I hear my mum yell from the stairs, sheesh I'm up! I feel like I still need ten hours of sleep before I'm able to face that hell hole called school. It's not like it offended me in any way or anything it's just that I hate school. I mean I don't even have a reason why, so don't ask .

But really who told them it's a good idea to force a bunch of kids to wake at 6:30 am every morning, struggle not to go back to bed and then go listen to a bunch of old people mumble for the rest of the day. ANYWAY I stumble to the bathroom to find out how much of a zombie I resemble and ofcourse my skin doesn't disappoint.

My skin is the bane of my existence, it's super sensitive and because I'm so pale, everything always shows clear as day on my skin. So as usual my little to no sleep shows as dark horrific circles round my eyes. Oh I guess my brain is working at half strenght today so not fully my point I forgot to introduce myself.

My name is Ariella Jones ( my mum and dad are named Regina and Micheal, deciding that they are too common and ordinary tried to find something not so common to name me), I'm pretty average. I have a brownish blonde hair who's only redeeming feature is that it's quite full, I'm about 5'6", brown eyes ( I told you I was quite average, I mean the most complement I've ever gotten is that I have nice this or nice that. 'just nice ' *sighs* my life sucks) I have two younger brothers ( I'm willing to give them out by the way, so if you know anyone that needs those). I have very pale clear skin which seems to be the most complemented 'nice' thing I've got, is like I said, the bane of my existence.

I see people shoot it looks when I pass and I think ( if only they knew), being marked from something as simple as your body slightly rubbing against the wall can get pretty annoying, but that's beside the point.

Oh yeah I'm supposed to be getting ready for school. One other thing you're going to discover about me is that I more often than not, tend to get lost inside my head. In other words always distracted ( that irks my parents to no end by the way), so if you want to say anything to me better tap me to be sure body soul and spirit are all present.

I look at the time and realise that I barely have time to rush a shower ( I hate rushing, dang it!). I take the quickest shower I can manage only to come out and realise, s**t! I'm going to be late. I hate being late though most times I can't help it, I like the anonymity of being early.

I just hate all the extra attention. I'm already dressed and rush downstairs, my parents are  having breakfast with my siblings, dad come on I'm already late. He looks up from his phone wiping his mouth with a saviette, I'm done, but you really should eat something. I take an apple to appease them, can we go now? He kisses my mum and my brothers goodbye.

I'm already rushing out, dad come on! He just smiles at me, you know if you actually ever start getting ready when we wake you, you'd never have to rush right? I rolled my eyes and shrugged, can we go already I'm officially late? He just laughs, buckle up. As soon as I'm strapped in we're zooming off towards the school. 

The school building is already visible when I check my phone again, shoot I have a message from Camilla my best friend dreamt off again? I smiled and sent back you know me so well. I looked up and we are already parked in front of the school. It's fairly large with two different connected two storey structures.

The admin building is a separate one storey structure at the fore front neatly labelled 'admin block', the other buildings are labelled too or it would be a nightmare finding any room in this place.

I release the seatbelt and look at my dad, he gives me a simple tight lipped smile and a have a nice day( sigh. I guess no kiss goodbye for me, again). Before I take five steps he has already zoomed off.

I start strolling towards the first building where I have most of my morning classes. I have algebra first period, I hate anything maths and have no idea the sadist that put it first thing on a Monday morning on the timetable. First period is already half way gone, now if only it could just be completely gone before I get to room 105 then I'll really appreciate it.

Apart from hating maths, the teacher, Mr Eric is the worst. He teaches like he was forced into the profession. The only thing that seems to give him joy is tearing into some student and he absolutely hates tardiness, I always try to stay under the radar in that class considering it's not one of my best ones.

Before I know it, I'm already standing at the do it labelled room 105 *s**t* I can't just hang out in the passage, a teacher or one of the monitors will see me and that's an automatic detention.* Sigh* I guess I have to brave Mr Eric. I wish myself luck and open the door, thirty-five pairs of eyes including the teacher turn to me.

God! Could this day get any worse? Like the ground should just open up and swallow me, my face feels super hot right now and I know that I'm probably as red as a tomato ( I hate too much attention). I'm still staring down trying not to make any eye contact even my best friend's when I hear nice of you to join us miss Jones, my eyes snap up. What? Are you so good at algebra that you believe you don't need to attend the class? I overslept sir, I mumbled. What was that? Speak up! I overslept sir, it won't happen again I said slightly louder. I'm only letting this pass because it's your first time, now go find somewhere to fix your miserable self and you had better not disturb my class again or you might not live to tell the tale.

I rushed off to the nearest free seat which is somewhere in the middle and almost fell, I can hear the whole class laughing ( ground come on, anytime now). I finally took a sit trying to make myself as small and unnoticeable as possible( gosh my life sucks).