Chapter 1
Olive’s POV
’Top of the morning y’all ladies and gents, today’s gonna be another bright beautiful day. The sun is shining bright in the clear sky so what are you waitin-′
I threw my pillow at the radio to make it shut up but apparently, that didn’t work, Dallen's (the podcaster) still talking
‘... It’s a brand new day people, a beautiful day to be alive’
For the love of God, why did I think making TUD talk daily’s my morning alarm would be a good idea? Seriously, why?!
I slowly open my eye just to check the timer on the clock and oh no. It’s Monday! No!!!
I groaned angrily in my pillow. Today can’t be Monday!
‘It’s a gorgeous day, a fresh day for a brand new week’
Ok, today’s Monday.
“Olive? Have you awaken yet sweeties?”
“Yeah mum, I AM up. Monday keeps me up” I confirmed to my mum about my existence. I dragged myself downstairs to have breakfast. Changing can wait, breakfast is always my priority
As soon as I step into the kitchen, the smell of bacon and egg is dazzling across the room. It smells delicious, as always
“Morning sleeping beauty” I waved at my mom as she put down a plate full of bacon. I’m going to get fat just by looking at it alone but who cares? Food is food, if it’s good then does obesity matter?
“I see TUD talk daily podcast do their job pretty good. You up earlier than usual”
“Yeah, but they’re still boring though mum. I only like hearing Ivan Haston voice” She rolled her eye and sat down with a cup of hot coffee in her hand “Well they are right about one thing, it’s a beautiful day to be alive dear”
I shrugged, I mean most of the teens now are either dealing with depression or just decide to screw all so... Who knows? Maybe every day is not a beautiful day to be alive at all
After breakfast, I went up to do my morning routine. When I say morning routine I mean staying in the bathroom to do everything you haven’t done the previous night. But as I was finished pulling my pant up, I heard the bus horn outside my house. Oh God it’s here
With the small among of time I have, I rushed to my bedroom to get my backpack then run down the stair like a maniac. Heck, my neighbor probably thinks I’m a maniac just by looking at their face
“Wait a moment now Hank! Don’t you dare close that door” Luckily the bus driver heard me and didn’t close the damn door. How lucky
I was short of breath for a good second there. Thankfully me, my lung and my drive is a-okay
I choose a random chair on the bus, there’s not much kid on the bus anymore like it used to be back in the old days. Now basically every kid at school has like BMW, Tesla, or Lamborghini from their parent while us normies still have to take the bus. Not that I complain, the less the people are, the less I have to interact with them
“Here’s your stop kid, have fun for seven-hour cruelty now” Welp here’s come seven crappy hours of my life. Let’s get started
As I was walking down the hall, I notice some eyes have been laying on me ever since I came in. Oh come on, do I really look that bad in my pineapple pyjama? The pineapple looks cute, I low-key kinda like it. I gave them ‘can I help you’ look but they just laughed at me, nevermind then. Bitches gonna be bitches
“OLI!!!” I turned around as someone call and notice a small cute girl’s running toward me. My vision is still kinda blurry cause I haven’t fully awake yet so it’s hard to tell who that girl was. I can only know who she was when she was 2 feet away from me
“Good morning Olive, today’s beautiful isn’t it?” She smiled
“Hey, Kiki. What’s up?” Her name’s Kiana Dent, she’s my girl friend from middle school. Kiana’s probably the only girl I know that’s hard-core bad but also sweet, you can literally find her anywhere that fighting is included.
“Sooo I heard from a friend that gets information from a friend saying that someone is fighting in the gym and I was wondering if you, Olive. Would be pleased to company me to the fight?” See, told you
I rolled my eyes, things like that never caught my attention but since this girl right here likes watching them so much, I have to be her babysitter in order to keep this dummy out of trouble. Otherwise, if she gets into trouble, she will drag me down with her. Guess that’s what friends are for
“I just woke up Kiki, do I look like I have the energy to go watching a stupid fight?” Kiki looked at me then nodded
“No, I don’t Kiki. That was me being sarcastic”
“Oh c’mon, I can’t stand here and pretend that-”
“Then sit. That’s none of our business. Come on, let’s go” I grabbed her hand and pulled her away with me. At first, she resists going but not that I care, I’m stronger but-
“Hey look, isn’t that Barney the dino outfit?”
“Wait really? Where’s the idiot?” Once again my dumb brain falls into the oldest trick in the book. Kiki pulled her hand back then quickly steps few feet away from me
“Catch me if you can ~” She’s fast, like crazy fast, what did her mom feed her? Gas? I sighed hopelessly, guess I’ve no other option. I started running to her but she so frickin fast, the moment I caught up with Kiki she had already blend in with the crowd
Why on Earth there’s no teacher here? Their students are literally killing each other. The sound of students cheering surrounds the fight get louder and louder every second pass, I tried to find Kiki in the middle of the ocean but she’s nowhere to be found
Where did Kiki go? Class’s about to start and I won’t be late for class. I called her name several times but no response, as I jostle in I can’t help but notice the fight. There were two people in it and as I’m seeing right now, the blond hair dude is beating the heck out of the black hair dude. Wait... Isn’t that Blake from football team? Holly crap Blake Callisto is crushing other dudes. I thought it was just some random dude but no, that’s a football star dude! I’m not gonna miss this fight
Maybe Kiki had already found a good seat for herself, I should too
“What’s going on IN HERE?!?” Bummer, I was about to enjoy this fight. The crowd started to break up as soon as Mr. Averlynd walks in. He gets into the fight and stopped Blake before he killed the poor dude
Though it was quite sad I didn’t get to watch the fight, I found Kiki, that’s a bright side
“Get over here missy. We are getting to class”
“Don’t you want to know what Mr. Averlynd will do to them?” I shrugged “They probably gonna get the same old thing again” Like always
Kiki groaned wanting to go but even so, I won’t let her escape this time. As we were on our way out, I notice a strange feeling on the back of my neck, feels like it has been staring at me the whole time. I turned my head over my shoulder to have a quick look but then all of sudden, my eyes met Blake. His baby blue eyes locked on me for a good minute there. I might be dumb but not dumb enough to not know that’s a creepy look. Without a moment to spare, I dragged Kiki and storm out of the gym
That was weird, could it because of my pyjama? Seriously, why does everyone make such a fuss over an outfit?
***
We got to the class just before the bell rang. How lucky, I must have had my four leaf clover in my pyjama today
“Morning’s class. I see some of you finally getting comfortable in my class. It’s totally fine, I appreciate that as long as you don’t get too comfortable” Mrs. Henry glanced at me for a moment. With no doubt I know she was talking about me but I let it slipped through my brain, at least my fashion taste makes sense
“Hey, psh. Oli!” Kiki whispered, poking a pencil on my back “What?” I glance at her while trying my best to not get any attention from the teacher
“What do you think?”
“About what? This stupid class that I have to take to graduate? It’s stupid, that’s all” Science suck! Not everyone is gonna become a rocket scientist or anything goes on the line so why the government thinks it’s a good idea to force students into this? It’s stupid, that’s all
“Not that, but true tho. Still, I’m talking about the fight. Did you see how Blake own it?!”
I didn’t even get 2 good minutes to watch, all I know what Blake was constantly staring at me as if I’m his prey. He’s hot but also scary, maybe it’s best if I stay away from him
“When I said you can get comfortable I didn’t mean you can talk in my class” Mrs. Henry walked up to my desk, she looked at me and seems kinda pissed
“Sorry...” I mumble under my breath, I didn’t even get a chance to have a full conversation, still, better lock my mouth if I wanna pass this class
