Alpha Max

The sun is glistening in her eyes. She blinked twice and opened her eyes slowly. She yawned and rubbed her eyes. She looked at her fully opened window, then sat up and stretched her limbs. She got up while running her fingers through her hair, which looked like a bird’s nest. She opened the door of her room and walked to her bathroom, where she took a quick shower and got ready for the day.

"Jay, mom said to be ready or else she will not drop you off at school," her brother Darby said with amusement. Jayla cursed and hurried to grab her backpack and all of the things that she needed for school. She rushed downstairs and ignored her father’s smirk.

Jayla grabbed an apple and her water bottle, then put her shoes on. She kissed her father on the cheek and left the house in a hurry. She struggled to put her backpack on her shoulder as she sprinted towards her mom’s car. She threw the car door open and sighed with relief.

"Finally, I was wondering where you were," her mother said with a calm smile. Her mom was wearing her work outfit.

"I was getting myself ready." Her mother, Karen, stared at her suspiciously and then shrugged. She supposed that Jayla must be in her rebellious teenage period. Jayla put her headphones on and listened to her music while contemplating the view outside the window.

They lived in the small city of Raven. Her father worked as an accountant while her mother was a nurse. They both didn't have time for their children, Jayla and Darby. Darby was a senior in college and majoring in finance. Jayla didn't know what to do. She was going to be a sophomore in high school. She had her mind set on being a detective, since she had a passion for solving mysteries.

They reached the school in fifteen minutes, but it felt like hours for Jayla. She couldn't wait to finish her day and go back home to watch Criminal Minds.

"Have a good day, honey," her mother said and pecked Jayla's cheek, leaving her red lipstick smeared on her cheek. Jayla cringed in disgust and wiped away her mom’s kiss.

"I'm not five anymore," she snapped and got out of the car. She tugged the strap of her backpack nervously and walked into her school. The school was small and fake. There were only 500 students, and all of them were fake bitches. The 'popular group' liked to bully the nerds and everyone else stayed as far away as possible. The rest of the students had their groups: the drama kids, artists, geeks, etc.

Just like cliché movies.

She sighed and shook her head. She showed her ID card to the guard and entered the school. She gulped anxiously and opened her locker. She picked out her books for her least favorite class, math. She closed the locker and let out a scream at the sight of an annoying face. She held her poor heart and breathed heavily.

"Hey Jayla, what are we doing today?" Her annoying classmate, not a friend, was talking to her. She glared at him.

"What are you doing here, Nolan?” she asked as she crossed her arms.

"I wanted to talk to you." He poked her arm with a grin, but she shrugged him off and glared at him.

"More like bugging me," she muttered.

"Excuse me, what?" Nolan asked and she shook her head.

"Nothing. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have places to go," she said while licking her chapped lips, which was one of her ticks when she's anxious.