Look Who it is PV André Lebedev Closed

Fuck this! I thought to myself, today definitely was NOT my day. I woke up, not to the sweet tweets of doves but the loud crash of my body against the hard, cold, floor. Once I finally brought myself to I looked at the time only to see cursed numbers, I was supposed to be up an hour ago! I groaned as I picked myself up and rushed as I got ready, I brushed my teeth, got dress, but on a tight schedule I skipped my hair. Last night I didn't wipe off my eyeliner causing it to smear all across my face, I didn't mind the racoon look as that is was I did on a regular basis, but it got all over my stuffed unicorn. DAMN IT! I gathered my books and homework and stuffed it into my bag before I ran to the door for my shoes. Both mismatching! I spared a moment to look for it but no luck and I was running out of time. I took the mismatching shoes and ran out. I missed breakfast, making me extremely hangry and tired, as I lived for coffee! I got in trouble a couple times for falling asleep which in my case was not helping at ALL! Luckily they were just warnings.... School went on what felt like forever. My head was cramped with information, I was tired, and was in a bad mood! I went to the courtyard to avoid the overpopulated halls and sat down on the steps. I looked around me when I spotted a boy with dark curly hair and pale skin, he seemed to be having a better day then me, and it made me feel angry and jealous. He was probably popular too, and was all the teacher's favorites!
"Oh look! A perfect boy wit' not a care in de wawhld! Oh like please favawhed one what should a small peon like me do in your presence, or what?" I said standing up making a voice to mock him faking a British accent, I clasped my hands together as if a plead.
"Like go and tell everyone how everyone likes yuh and respects yuh, yuh Majesty!"
I said taking a grand bow in my regular strong new jersey accent.