MY CLICHÉ HIGH SCHOOL LIFE

Kourtney Stifler!!! If you don't get down here in five, I'm coming up there in six." My early freak, aka mum, yelled at me from downstairs. She hates tardiness, and I'm a pro at that. But you've got to love her. Oh, and did I forget to state that TODAY WAS MY FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!!!!!. And as I've done that I might as well get my ass out of bed and take a shower, if not my mum's just gonna nag all day of how lazy I was to get out of bed. After about fifteen minutes, I was done showering and dressing up in a... Wait OMG I don't know what to put on on my first day of school so that I can make a good..... Hahaaaa gotcha. I was never one for perfect and good impressions, but i do like to stand out a lot. And today was the perfect day to do so, seeing that I'm already late and stuff like..... "Kourtney Jessica Stifler!!" Like I said, you've got to love my mom. Her apple pies were and still always the best. Like the way she....... SLAM!!!! "You are going to be late...." My mum said after barging into my room before her speech trailed off as what I was wearing caught her eye. "You... you....you look so pretty sweetheart," She said while stuttering a little. And I'm just lost. Was it not the same woman who was going all Tarzan with my bedroom door a few minutes ago? And just wait a second. What I was wearing wasn't even all that. Just a plain white shirt, a red and black plaid skirt, and black ankle boots. Yeah, I realize I looked like Father freaking Christmas with better legs, but remember what I said about standing out..... I was pulled out of my thoughts once again, like literally, she pulled me into a hug, and if I was not mistaken, she started crying. And all of a sudden, I was being pulled downstairs. This woman!!! She is so unpredictable. She let me go at the bottom of the stairs and ran off to answer the land line that had just started ringing. "No, you listen to me me Peter. Set up a meeting with..... "She frantically yelled into the phone. I left her to scream at whoever she thought deserved it and found my way to the kitchen. She already laid a glass of cranberry juice (yh, I know not the typical orange juice, remember, 'stand out'), two slices of toast, and a bowl of cereal. You could call it a breakfast buffet. Too bad for me, I only had time to gulp half the glass of juice and just two bites of the toast, and I didn't even get to eat my frosties. Nooo!!! Because my mum dragged me out of the kitchen to the front door shouting, "Kourtt, we are going to be late." She handed me my bag and phone, which i thought were in my room upstairs. Creepy woman. "Get in the car," she ordered me. Woah, it looks like 'Peter' got her in a bad mood. Well, that's nothing I can't fix. I got in the car and did my seat belt while waiting for her to shut the front door. We lived in the country part of NYC, not the main city itself, but that doesn't mean we won't lock up....sorry, did I say 'we'? I meant 'she'. Apparently, she has this motto 'Safety First' and trust me it........ BANG!! "Jesus Christ, mum," I said, holding my chest and heaving while giving her a maniac kind of look. Looks like she has a thing with slamming doors today. "Sorry hun" She said, practically laughing at me while putting on her seat belt and starting the car. And yes, I know it seems weird that I am letting my mum drive me to school. Hola, I'm not in California anymore, no more tropical girl lifestyle. This is what I have to settle for. "You still fancy a latte honey," my mum asked me as we hit the road, giving me a side glance as she tried to keep her focus on the road. Ohhh yeah, she knows me too well. I can never start a day without a cup of creamy, milky roasted coffee beans. And it looks like she cheered up too, or she wasn't even angry to start with. "Of course, mum. " I said, giving her a full teeth smile. According to the GPS, Delmonte High was around the corner, so it gave us a few minutes left to hunt down any nearby coffee hut around. After a short two minute search, we found 'Potters Café'. We went around to the drive thru and gave our orders, and five minutes later, we were driving away with a cup in each of our hands and a couple of 'ummm's' filling the car. I was so lost in the creaminess of the latte that i didn't even realize that we had already pulled into the school's parking lot. Praise the Lord that our car had a tinted window because if anybody had seen what had transpired next in this car, I couldn't even start to explain how things would have gone horribly wrong. "Sweetie, this is it." She started, no doubt, her eyes started to well up. I couldn't bear to see my mum cry for even the slightest reason, so I sheepishly turned the situation around and gave her a big hug as much as the control panels and gears between us could allow, and kissed her on her cheek and gave her the goofiest smile I could bring myself to show and before she could kiss me back I screamed, "Eww mum I have to go I'll be late. " And I swear I could feel her rolling her eyes and laughing her heart out as i opened the door and stepped out. I gave her one last look, waved at her, and blew an air kiss as i slammed the door. I was laughing so hard that I bumped into someone, and did I forget to mention that I hate anything that has to do with physical fitness, so I lost my stamina very easily and fell flat on my butt. "Booyah !! Way to stand out, Kourtney. " I sarcastically said while mentally face palming myself. Apparently, the chick I bumped into just stumbled backwards and just looked at me pathetically sitting on the floor. I swear if my mum had not already driven out of sight, I would have gone after her and jumped on the roof of her car if I had to. While I was mentally planning my escape, I saw a perfectly manicured hand stretched out in front of me and like the freak I am, I pretended I was in all those kinky Bollywood movies and dimmed my eyes all sexy-boy like and said in the most husky voice i could form, "Is that hand for me?! " 's**t!!' That was me face palming myself again for asking the most logically obvious question. I'm sure Jane Austen or William Shakespeare was somewhere eyeing the f**k out of me. Obviously the hand was for me...... So to avoid anymore disgrace I quickly took the hand stretched out for me and stood up. I told the girl who looked even prettier up close, "Thank you and please forget anything i said and I'm sorry for bumping into you. My name is Kourtney J. Stifler and I'm new here bye!! ".I said all in one breath. I started to walk away quickly and try to dust out all the specks of dirt I could find on my outfit. I wonder why I decided to wear a white shirt today. Now that episode was over, I passed the basketball and football fields and made a beeline to the front door of the building, probably the only door I could see and permit me to say that what I laid my eyes on on the other side of that door was grand. The school was a freaking palace. I took my phone out and logged into the school website, looking for the tab where all my necessary credentials were, like my locker number and class schedules. P.S: I did remember to look up at intervals so as not to have a sequel from the part 1 that took place outside. Remember 'Safety First'. My locker was #203 which was towards the end of the hallway, which means more walking for me. Ugh how I hate phys. ed. I reached my locker and opened it to see a 'WELCOME TO DELMONTE HIGH' flyer pasted in it. I looked at my phone to see if my class schedule has popped up yet but to my annoyance it hasn't. And not that I want to go to class or anything, but the problem is that the halls are empty which probably means that classes have started ages ago and I hate being unprepared. Yes I can be late, but never unprepared. I tried refreshing the site over and over again but nothing worked, then I realized that it was the service in here that was the problem. I sighed loudly and said, "Why does the wifi in this freaking large school have to be this useless!!!" I was so startled when someone replied, "Tell me about it."