<div class="floatleft">(http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y299/thepiratepink/Beauty-in-Brown-Hair-1-1.jpg)</div>8:25<br/><br/>Harper was going to be late for first period again, and her crazy chemistry teacher would probably give her a detention this time. He'd been pretty cool about the first, oh she didn't know 20 times but 21 times was just pushing it. She'd made promises about getting to school on time to teachers, her parents and even herself over and over again, but it seemed that no matter how early she set her alarm for no matter how early she left the house for school. She never quite made it on time. Maybe she spent to much time getting ready? Too much primping? But she was Harper West and she was also the captain of the varsity cheer squad girls like her didn't come to school looking as if they'd just rolled out of bed.<br/><br/>She picked up her pace if she spent exactly two minutes at her locker, grabbing only what she needed for her first period class that would leave her three minutes to actually get to the class. If she was fast she might just make it on time, she made a mental note that maybe if she carried her chemistry book with her when she went home she'd already have it when she got to school in the morning making the stop at the locker unnecessary. She twirled the combination on her locker and pulled it open, she counted the minutes in her head. Grabbing her notebook, chemistry book and two pens. She slammed the locker, and even though it was against the rules she ran down the hallway.<br/><br/>A teacher or hall monitor yelled "NO RUNNING" but there was no stopping her, detention was the last thing that she needed on her plate right now. It just wasn't going to happen, her boots slid on the floor slightly as she reached the science room. She had no sooner stepped into the classroom when the bell rang. A smile lit up her face and she looked at the teacher "I'm not late! I was here<strong><em>before</em></strong>the bell rang!" All eyes were on her, which was normally how she liked it. But in situations like this Harper wished everyone would just look away. She supposed that went back to the discussion she'd had with her step-mother a couple years ago about the kind of attention you wanted and the kind of attention you didn't. Harper definitely did not want this attention.<br/><br/>The teacher just shook his head, she thought that he might have wanted to laugh. "So glad you could make it on time Miss West." He gestured towards her empty seat and finished "Now why don't you take your seat so we can begin." And without even waiting for her to take her seat he began his lecture. Harper took her seat and laid her notebook on the desk, and once again she made the promise to herself that she would get to school on time tomorrow. Maybe with enough time to hangout with her friends before class.