"Thanks" I say grabbing my cup from the barista. It's 7:35am on a Monday, so guess where I am? Starbucks, of course, where else would I be. Mondays always feel like a drag until I get my caffeine, my Mondays are going as normal; wake up at 6am, go for a run, shower, clothes, hair, makeup, Starbucks. It's almost too perfect, my hair and makeup went perfectly and I'm on time and my cappuccino hasn't spilt. I am just waiting for something bad to happen.
I walk through the corridors which are surprisingly, not very busy seeing as school starts in a few minutes. I have no idea where my friends are which sucks, because of my outfit choice. For my birthday, Piper bought me this top, it's super low cut and it shows my boobs, a lot. I told Piper that I think it's too revealing but she said it's ca
