We always said it's a way of life and we stuck by that. As old as he was, he never left his "Phase" as most people called it. "How are you doing, Layla?" Dad asked, his bangs falling over his eyes. The passenger window was rolled down and that's when we saw the driver. Both of us looked up to see a black mustang pull up in front of the curb. She was about to punch me back when we were interrupted by someone honking their horn several times. I punched her in her side but made sure not to hurt her. "EARTH TO ALEX!" Layla shrieked in my ear which caused me to jump several feet. Zack has been my best friend since childhood and we literally grew up together, well, except when he went with his older brother during the summers but even then we barely saw each other. "Of course he did," I muttered under my breath. "Zack isn't here today," Layla said, noticing that I was still looking around. I had her facial features and her black hair but I always dyed it purple, but I had dad's light blue eyes. I had to get it from someone.ĭad always said that I looked like mom and from the pictures I had of her, I can see that he was right. If the principal thinks that my dad will do anything, he was mistaken. He gave me a warning saying that if it happens again, he's going to call my dad." I snorted, amused by it. "One of my classmates complained to the teacher about my hair and tattoos so they sent me to the principals office. I ignored the stares we were getting and looked around the halls, finally realizing that someone was missing. "Why weren't you in class?" She asked, hooking her arm through mine as we walked down the hall to the main entrance. She dyed half of it red since her natural color was black.
Layla had her hair tied into a high pony tail even though it was layered in different lengths but she still managed to do it with her bangs hanging over her eyes. Layla was wearing black ripped jeans, black and red converse and an Asking Alexandria t-shirt. She was a couple inches shorter than me, but that was mainly because of my boots. Nearly jumping out of my skin, I turned around to see my best friend and "cousin", Layla. I shoved past them, making them stumble back when someone ran up behind me and grabbed onto my arm. I glared back at them and when they it was me, most of them quickly looked away while others began whispering, thinking I couldn't hear them. The sound echoed off the walls and lockers which caused several of the students to glare in my direction.
I stormed out of the principals office, slamming the door as I left.