C1 1. The populars.

*Story too descriptive. Please don't hate me cause of that*

LAYLA

"It's a whole lotta money...." My alarm clock rang reminding me I had to wake up for school today.

Uggghhh.... To think I loved this song and now it betrayed me by waking me up so early.

I checked the time only to realize it was still 7:32 am.... Mehhhh... I could just press snooze... Don't press it.... Don't press it.... And I did.

I pressed snooze and that was my routine till the alarm rang once again making me eyes bulge out at the time.

Goddamn it was 7:45am.

I jumped out of the bed to reach the bathroom in time but my bedspread obviously had other plans because it practically tripped me before I got down.

"Stupid bedspread." I muttered in annoyance.

"Talking to your bedspread again I presume." My mother said leaning on my door. I nodded

"Pressed snooze again." She asked making me nod again.

"Oh well go take your bath, we are not going too leave late like last time." Mum said then walked away.

I quickly ran towards the bathroom, removed my pajamas, entered the bathtub, setting the water to warm, took a quick bath and brush my teeth clean.

I ran out of the bathroom towards my walk-in closet clad in only a towel. I took a pink top and a pair of blue jeans trousers then wore it in a haste.

I took a pair of palm sandals then wore it while brushing my hair.

I applied lip balm to my lips.

"Layla are you ready?" Mum yelled from downstairs

"I'm coming mother." I yelled back tying my hair into a bun.

By the time I was done it was already 8:05.

"I have told you to quit pressing snooze on your alarm clock, but nooo..... Momma isn't cool. If you make me late to work, you will walk by yourself to school from now on." Mum yelled.

I rolled my eyes then carried my backpack.

I desecended down the stairs carefully only to be met by my mother's angry face.

"And you're still coming down like a model, do you know how late I am?.... Huh?" Mother asked standing akimbo

"If you would just get me a car then all this would stop but noooo.... I'm too young for a car, I mean all my schoolmates have cars even the Juniors." I complained walking down the stairs completely. I walked into the kitchen then carried my rectangular food flask and I put it in my bag.

"I've told you... Safety before showing off okay you'll be seventeen soon. I can buy you a car then." She said as we walked outside the house

We both walked towards the car and she used the key to open it then we both entered.

"Have you got all you need for school?" She asked immediately I sat down.

"Yes mother I'm sixteen. I'm pretty sure it means I'm a teenager not a seven year old anymore."I replied making her smile.

Huh oh.

"It just makes me happy that you grew up so fast. I guess they do grow up so fast."She said pinching my cheeks making me wince in pain.

"Motherrr.... We need to go."I said then she turned her face towards the road.

She inserted her key into the car and she started it.

I took this chance to take in her appearance.

My mother was a gorgeous woman and I guess that's where I got my beauty from.

My father is alive but he's a business man so he goes on trips occasionally but he and my mum still love each other very much and they're still together.

My mum had electric blue eyes, black long hair, full plump lips, shinning pale skin, pointed nose and pointed ears.

My Dad had forest green eyes, brown hair, shinning pale skin, normal lips, pointed nose and curvy shaped ears.

I took part of my appearance from my mum but my eyes from my dad and I'm pretty gorgeous if I do say so myself.

"Layla Nirvana Mayweather." Mother called my full name snapping my out of my thoughts.

"Yes mother." I said smiling sheepishly.

"We're here already. Now get your ass out of my car before I make you."She threatened making me roll my eyes.

Mother couldn't be mean if she wanted to.

She was the exact definition of nice.

"Okay bye." I said carrying my backpack.

I walked out of the car only to be called by mother again

"Yes?"I said with a raised brow

"Be a good girl." She said

"For the umpteenth time mother. I. Am. Not. A. Child."I huffed glaring at her then I walked away

"I love you." She yelled

"Love you too." I yelled back then walked faster into the school premises

"Laylaaaaaa." I heard someone say before I was tackled to the ground

"Mikayla what is wrong with you? Get off me this instance." I said pushing my best friend off my body.

I stood up hen dusted my body and when I raised my head, I saw people looking at us with either amused or confused glances.

"Hehe... Nothing to see here." Mikayla said waving them off and they simply shrugged then went back to their businesses.

"Wanna explain why you nearly cut my life short." I said to Mikayla

Mikayla was a pretty girl.

She was ebony in complexion because she was a black American.

She had dark short afro hair and she wasn't that tall and curvy shaped nose and ears.

In conclusion Mikayla was a beauty.

"First what are you wearing?" she asked glancing at my clothes up and down.

"Clothes?"I said more like a question.

"Just plain jeans and top really?, Have I taught you nothing about fashion?" Mikayla said standing akimbo.

Today she was wearing a black leather skirt, black boots, a crop top showing her navel and a black leather jacket.

"Whatever Kayla just tell me why you yelled my name and put the whole school's attention on me?" I asked as we made way towards my locker.

We soon got to my locker and I opened it while Mikayla leaned on the locker next to mine.

"I heard from a little birdie that Toby and Miranda broke up." She practically screeched making my brows scrunch up in confusion.

Who was Toby?

Who was Miranda?

And why does the school care about their break up?

Mikayla may have told me about them but I don't remember anyone name Toby or Miranda.

I don't even know anyone in school and no one knows me except Mikayla, the teachers and the principal.

"You don't remember Toby and Miranda do you?" She guessed making me nod negatively. She sighed then slapped a hand on her forehead in disappointment.

"They're the queen and king or the school at least Miranda was the queen now she's just regular popular." She explained making me shake my head. I carried out my schedule for today then frowned when I looked at it.

I had maths, I got a fair grade in maths, a B- so it was a little manageable but I hated maths and Mikayla, on the other hand loved maths a whole lot.

I put my schedule back then carried my maths note and my maths textbook and I put them in my bag. I closed the locker then faced Mikayla properly.

"So what's our business with the populars" I asked Mikayla.

"Girl every girl is happy that they broke up well except you." She said as we walked away from my locker towards the maths class since Mikayla also had maths.

"Okay then tell me what happened between them." I asked

"Well Miranda had cheated on Toby with Kevin, his best friend and Toby has always been cheating on Miranda with her best friend Louisa. Now Louisa is the new school Queen." She explained.

I would never understand the things the popular did for fame that expires when you leave high school. Literally, people forget you when you leave high school. I mean even if you're popular in highschool you would still be labelled as a slut or a man whore or daddy's girl or boy. It's just plain insult. And then when you leave high school no one would even remember your name or how you looked like, you would just be remembered as the person who had sex with others.

"Oh, whatever" I shrugged. Not like I cared about the populars anyways.

"Sometimes I wonder if you're a girl cause you don't act like it." Mikayla said.

"Huh.... I'm pretty sure I have the part that proves it all." I said demonstrating towards my boobs and ass.

"And because I don't like a guy doesn't mean I'm not a girl Mikayla."I added.

"I know it's just every teenagers has a crush even the nerds and you're not part of the nerds." She whined.

"Mikayla, these boys are not worthy of my crushing on."I said as we walked into our class and towards out seats that were beside the windows to the left.

"Plus I have a crush, on Justin Bieber." I said immediately we sat down.

"Justin married a model called Hailey, a Victoria secret model and Justin is a musician Layla. There is no hope for you." She pointed out making me roll my eyes.

I was about to talk when our maths teacher, Mr Fallon entered the class and we all stood up to greet him.

"Good morning Mr Fallon." We yelled in unison

"Good day class take your seats." He said and we sat down then brought out our writing materials and books out.

Mr Fallon was a man in his kid thirties, had black hair and brown eyes, tall and skinny.

He always wore glasses and suit with a sweater vest on it.

His fashion sense was worst than mine.

And mine was terrible.

"Okay class bring out your textbooks and open to page 356. We're treating Circle geometry today." He yelled making everyone except the nerds and Mikayla groan.

Even I groaned.

It's gonna be a long day.