Baby you don't have to rush
You can leave a toothbrush
At my place
At my place
We don't need to keep it-

"Hush you can leave a toothbrush at my place," I said getting up out my bed grabbing my phone singing the lyrics.

"Boy if you don't shut up with all that damn noise this early in the morning," my mom yelled. Man, somebody need some fun in they life. Well anyway my name is April Winters. I'm 17 years old and I'm a senior at Hally High School and I am kind of a loner. As I walked in my closet looking for something to wear to school I played my favorite song Body by Dreezy and Jeremih.
*After shower*
I go downstairs to the kitchen and see my dad cooking some blueberry pancakes, bacon, sausage, and omelets.

"Hey dad," I said trying to steal a piece of bacon only to get popped on the hand by the spatula. "You really want your one and only son to starve to death, what do you think the people will say about that father dearest," I also love being dramatic.

"I helped you get in this world so they have no say in what I do," my dad says flipping a pancake over. I walked to the refrigerator and looked for my 6 pack of orange juice and didn't find it.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh, daddy we been robbed my orange juice is gone. I say dramatically falling in a chair.

"You so dramatic I don't know where you get it from," dad says putting the pancake on the plate. Then mom walks in wearing dress pants and a black button down shirt. She's a manager at some restaurant that opens up at 10 am. Right now it's about 8:00 am and if I was her I'll still be in bed but she wants to get to work early or whatever. Speaking of time I gotta be to school at 8:30 so it's about time for me to go. I grabbed me a plate and made a big plate of food and finished it in 5 minutes and swallowed it down with *shivers* apple juice.
Grabbing my things and saying bye to my parents I started my 10 minute walk to school.

*Time skip*

I made my way to my locker and right by my locker waiting for me was Marcus Johnston, the jock of my dreams. He's tall, and sexy with muscles that's not too big but not small either. He was just leaning on the lockers looking like a whole meal and dessert and I just stopped and stared like an idiot. Well until I got bumped into by some idiot and walked the rest of the way to my locker.

"Hey Winnie how's the project going," Marcus says. Did I forget to say we have a project due in English class? Yeah, well my bad we got to do something about making a newsletter about anything you wanted that's school related and take pictures to make it seem like a real thing. Our project was about why the school should buy actual meat and not that tasteless stuff they called meat, like they could at least give us some hot sauce or salt, but anyways.

"I finished it, but it still needs pictures of the food that they're serving us," I said looking down at my feet.

"Good, I'll probably take some pictures before lunch and give them to you," he said looking at his phone then walked away. I turned to my locker and put in my combination and grabbed the books I needed closing my locker and going to class.