Notes

Clementines pov

Todays Friday, finally.

Yesterday i had a good day with Kyle. It did distract me for a bit from remembering what happened that exact day. Maybe it was just me imagining seeing colours? or i was dreaming. Yeah. I was definitely dreaming. Getting out of bed i let out a sigh. I went to the washroom to take a quick shower. Getting out of the shower I wrapped the towel around my body and put on some make up. Getting dressed, wearing some ripped jeans (like always) and a big grey sweater, it looks way to big on me but its comfy and totally worth wearing. I eat some breakfast, after breakfast i brush my teeth, grab my stuff and leave the apartment, locking it of course. I unlocked my car and entering it i start the engine and drive off to school. This is my morning routine everyday except weekends and holidays. Boring isn't it? At least i get out of bed when i got the motivation for it, if i don't then i'll be a fucking mess all day and i do not need nor want these feelings.

I get to school, park my car, lock it and walk towards the entrance. Squeezing myself through the crowded hallway, not wanting anyone to make any physical contact with me, it annoys me so much if some random person just walks past me and i can feel their arm brush against mine. I roll my eyes at the thought of it. The most annoying thing is that all of my friends graduated and im stuck in this place the teenagers call hell and i agree with them, it's basically hell but hell would be a lot worse and i promise you, no one would want to know what thats like. I mean it is my last year so i should not be complaining too much, either way i'll be complaining anyway. Im not too much of a peoples person so everyone annoys me unless i'm friends with them. I start walking towards my first class, art. Art is not really a favourite of mine but i took it because I didn't have any other choices but i'm good at it for some reason. But my ultimate favourite class is digital photography. The first bell rings and i enter the classroom, i sit down at my table, taking out my art book and my pencils that i got especially for art. These pencils were the bomb and i used them so often