Life unexpected

Adele pov
It was still dark outside when my phone alarm goes off. I groan and roll over, not wanting to go to school. I can’t be bothered to deal with amber and her bitches today. After 20 minutes of debating to myself whether I should skip school today or not. I decide on the latter, seeing as I don’t want to be some hobo living off the streets when I am older.

I poked my feet out the bed to see how cold it is. Seeing as it is pretty freezing I wrap myself I my duvet and slip my feet into the warmth of my slippers. I shuffle downstairs and turn the heating on. I know I can’t afford it but sometimes I have to, it gets so cold.

After ten minutes the house is a little bit warmer but not much. I realize that I have to turn it off or I will not be able to pay the water bill. That would be disastrous. I crawl back upstairs and I am tempted to fall back down onto my bed but I know I will genuinely not get back out.
I go to the bathroom and have a quick shower washing my hair and body before changing into my black bra and matching panties. I go into my wardrobe and pick out some black disco pants and a dark purple sweater that says ‘what you lookin at ’ I pull it over my white tank top then head over to the makeup table.

I start with my eyes. Using my black eye liner I do a thick bold line on the top lid and then do I Cleopatra flick. My make up describes my mood perfectly. Dark and heavy. I put on a thick layer of water proof mascara and do a thin line of eye liner on the bottom lid of my eye. The black really brings out the electric blue of my eyes. I moisturize my face then put a coating of foundation on. I take my Chapstick and rub it affectionately against my lips. Chapstick was the greatest invention ever.

I brush my long curls into a matter of orderliness and pull on my beanie that says ‘unicorn’ on it. I take a few of my ear cuffs and put them on too. To finish of my look I take my clumpy black leather doc martens and pull them on. Perfect I say to myself. I grab my hippie rucksack that has red and black stripes sewn onto it.
Adele's outfit

Seeing as it is so cold I decide to pull on my leather jacket which used to belong to my mums.
I see no point in having breakfast seeing as it will just make me fat. I wait at the bus stop for the bus to come and it starts to drizzle. Reflecting my mood it seems. I pull my hood up to protect my hair and wait with Sum 41 blaring through my earphones. I start humming along. The only comfort in life is my music. I know I would be dead without it. Literally, I would have killed myself long ago. I just felt like I could relate to the lyrics of some songs. Knowing that people like Dougie Poynter had been through the same thing as me really gives me comfort.

I reached into my bag and pulled out a cigarette. I know I had said to myself I would stop but it was hard. I took a shaking hand and pulled out my lighter, lighting the cigarette i pulled it with a trembling hand to my mouth and took a long deep drag sighing with relief. I breathed out and let the smoke pour out of my mouth. A woman passing by me gave me some dirty look when she saw me smoking. What a bitch I thought to myself. She walks by me knowing nothing about my life yet she has the courage to glare at me like she was my mother. This thought brought tears to my eyes and I quickly swiped them away with the back of my hand. I took another drag and seeing the bus coming dropped it and stomped on it with the heel of my boot.

Grabbing my oyster I put my hand out and the bus slowly came to a stop. I stomped onto the bus and beeped my oyster. Heading to the back of the bus where I always sit. No-one stopped me. In fact they moved out the way. Everyone knew me as that depressed kid and I liked it. No-one bothered me except for Amber. Not even the teachers cared anymore. People like Miss Harper used to come up to me and ask if I was alright but I never answered them I just sat there zoning out so eventually, they gave up.

I shoved my bag on the floor and sat there. I wiped the frost of the window with my sleeve and looked outside. Eventually we got there and I pulled my ruck sack over one shoulder before getting off the bus and trudging down the road to the school.
I made it to form on time and sat in the back corner with my earphones still in. although this time they were blaring Fallout Boy. Form time was a waste of time and everybody knew it, even the teachers. They let us sit around and talk to our friends. The problem was. I didn’t have any friends.
I was just the depressed loner at the back of the classroom.

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