* chaela ryan !

there you see her; sitting there across the way. she don't
got a lot to say, but there's something about her. and you
don't know why, but you're dying to try; you wanna
k i s s t h e g i r l .

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chaela groaned. morning were not her thing. she hated mornings with a passion; it just meant that she had to get up and go to learn, all over again. yeah, she'd tried for months to get into this school, but she didn't half wish that there wasn't quite so much homework. homework was one of the things that chaela hated doing. why did that call it homework anyway? it wasn't like they could actually go home to do it . . . they all either did their work in the lesson, in the guided study room or in the dorms, where everyone just drank vodka and copied each other. or was that just her dorm? chaela had only been in one dorm her entire life, so she couldn't cross reference or compare or whatever the hell she was meant to do. she buried her head into her pillow and tried to figure out why she'd woken up; she'd gone to bed at four am, thanks to hannah's practically forcefeeding the the alcohol. chaela was one of the biggest lightweights around, if she was honest. hearing a buzzing, chaela slapped her hand around her bedside table, trying to make the noise shut up. all noise was banned today.

grabbing her phone, chaela rolled over and rubbed her eyes. she and alcohol did not mix, but hannah seemed to find it amusing, and chaela actually quite liked not having a clue what the hell happened the night before. bit of a stupid thing to like, but then again, chaela was a bit stupid. accepting the text, chaela smiled when she saw that it was jared, but then the smile was wiped off her face when she saw the time. twenty past nine? chaela had had less than six hours sleep. she was going to be bloody wonderful today. jared was her best friend and everything, but since when did he think that her 'no communication with me before twelve pm' rule didn't apply to him? even her sister wasn't allowed to text her until after two.

hitting the reply button, chaela rolled her eyes. she didn't get to see jared as much as she'd have liked these days; she was starting to miss him. then he'd annoy her again and chaela would start to wish that she were somewhere else. that didn't happen a lot though; only when chaela was in one hell of a mood and hated everyone. 'yes, fine. though i'm not naked; i'm in my pyjamas. sorry to disappoint. x' she typed, pressing send and slipping out of her bed. the heating wasn't working again. bloody brilliant. hopping into the shower, chaela shivered as the hot water failed to appear. bloody dorms; chaela was always the last one in the shower and then it was far too cold for her to get clean.

"right. i'm here. what do you want?" she said ten minutes later, throwing herself at jared. even if he did annoy her on occasion, she still couldn't go for long without seeing him. she grinned, and blew her blonde hair out of her face. she hated that it never did what she wanted; if she'd had the time she would have straightened it properly, but she didn't think that jared would have wanted to wait the extra hour it would have taken her. she let go and scratched her arm absent-mindedly, wishing she'd brought a jacket with her. she was wearing her trademark skinnies and high heels, which was pretty much what chaela wore all the time. she'd forgotten home many pairs of skinny jeans she owned. "how're you? i haven't seen you in . . . god knows."