Native Tongue

"Crap! It's already 7! I have to be in class in an 1 hour god dammit," I mutter to myself.

I rush to the bathroom to turn on the shower, with phone in hand. I turn up some Bastille, and step into the nice hot shower. Luckily I'm a pro at taking a shower, all to the timing of one song. It's pretty great, and it's convenient for the most part.

I start to apply all the necessities a girllike myself needs -- make up. I put the basics on and a little bit of mascarra since I don't have all the time in the world before class starts. Ah yes, high wasted shorts, cami, and a flannel, topped off with a beannie is today's outfit. I'm so glad that this is my last year at communtiy, and then it will be in So Cal with Hannah. I adore Hannah she's such a sweet heart, and my best friend. If it wasn't for her I would have no one, not litterally, but I am not a big fan of the people that live here or I use to associate myself with. "Shit it's already 7:30," I say as I'm looking at the clock. I rush to get my back pack, car keys and I'm out the door.

I head over to Hannah's to pick her up. We have the same class every Tuesday, Wednesday, and Friday. "Hey! Good morning, and how is my lovely Ari dearest?," closing the passenger door behind her. "I'm exhausted! The show last night was killer." I mention in pain. "Yes, but it was so worth it. I mean, you never thought you'd see Bring Me The Horizon outside of Warped Tour. And hey Oliver said I was cute, and kindly asked for my number." I shook my head in disbelief. "Yes Hannah I know, I saw you two last night talking it out, and my god the gentlemen couldn't even take his eyes off of you," I say smiling. "UGH. Let's get this class over with. Dude I am so happy it's our last class of the school year I cannot wait to leave for So Cal next week!," I say as we get out of the car shutting the door behind me.

Mr. Griffin went on and on about still pursuing college, furthering our education, and attending a state or university. Luckily I have it all planned out on what I want to do -- what I have always wanted to do. As a child I wanted to be a lot of things from a singer to a nurse to a lawyer. One year in high school got the opputuniy to see what it's like to be a lawyer and it was not for me, so I turned to my loves writing and music, and voila I want to be a music journalist. I would love to write for Rolling Stone, but I have to do the little things first. So my major is Journalism, and my minor is business. I'd like to start a record label. Basically my life revolves around music, its always have. Music has always been there for me when no one else has, and everyone can relate through song and lyric. I look at the clock and the finally the class is over. I am going to miss this class, and only because have a kickass teacher.

"SO where should we get lunch? I'm starving," Hannah says over her growling stomach. "Mmmm it's up to you. I'm down for anything, Wanna see what's downtown?" I ask. "Yeah sure," Hannah says as she casually looks at her text from Oliver. "Yo you're crushin," I chuckled. "Does Miss Hannah Snowden have a crush on Oliver Sykes?" I say winking at her. "Look he's pretty rad, and his personality ahhhh I must add his tattoos are pretty great as well," she smiles. "We'll talk about it more over lunch, but as for the time being let's find a place to eat."

Notes

Hello! For those interested I will be updating this daily. This is my very first fan fic. I hope you guys enjoy it for the most part. I am pretty excited to see how this plays out.