~•°CHAPTER ONE - The Man In Overalls.•°~ I found myself waking up to the alarm beeping wildly. Opening her eyes wide in shock she reached over to the alarm and slamming down hard on the Snooze button. Oh did I wish for me to sleep longer. But no, my first day back as a Senior at Tinsdale High awaits. Rubbing my eyes I glanced at the alarm. 6:30 am. Perfect. It was enough time for her to shower and get ready for the morning. I had finally sat up and slid out of bed. I quickly rushed into the my bathroom, sliding my night clothes off. I turned on the shower, smiling as the heat warmed my body up. I stepped into the shower as the water hit my body. Goosebumps started forming all over her body before fading gracefully away. I washed herself thinking... This year, shall be perfect! I will win Valedictorian, and find myself in one of the best universities. Just promise yourself Clary.. Don't let boys distract you.. Not again.. Clary, the name I calls myself and what many others acknowledge me by. Not that anyone acknowledges me at all.. I finished off washing my own body and hair as I stepped out of the shower. A cool breeze swept my warm and soon to be cold body. I shivered slightly before wrapping myself in her soft towel. I made my way out of my bathroom and into her room. Humming to myself as I normally does. I then began raiding my messy wardrobe for my uniform.. No! My uniform.. Where is it?! No No No! I quickly ran downstairs shouting for my mother. Me, who was quiet flustered, found her sitting at her office desk with her hair tied up in a messy bun. She was working on a few couple of papers before I had rudely interrupted her. "What is it darling?" She asked without looking up. "My uniform!" I shouted. "It's missing," She sighed, still glued to her papers. "Well darling, I told you last night to do the laundry and organize your uniform," she finally looked up at me. Her eyes widen as she looked around and hastily jogged towards me.Clary's mother secured Clary's towel around her tightly. I was very confused at her strange behavior. "Darling upstairs now and get changed," she whispered. "But my uni-" Clary had gotten interrupted when a man came walking in from the back door. He was wearing blue overalls stained with paint. "And where would you like these Rebecca?" He looked up at my mother and her. I turned around embarrassed as she held her towel. "Uh, over there thanks." My mother said. My mother started pushing me back slightly. Gesturing to get back up to her room. So I did. Clary ran up to her room and shut the door behind her. "Oh god.." I mumbled to myself. I calmed myself by breathing in and out. I had finally remembered where I had misplaced my uniform. I ran over to my basket of clean clothes-- Which was suppose to be folded or hung up. I found my White Shirt, navy skirt, and navy blaze. Although, I couldn't find my tie.. A senior breaking the uniform code?! Not on! You see, I go to a proud Highschool. Who of course as all cocky schools were would not let any students by--Who have broken any rules go without consequences. I had to find this tie. She would not go to school on her first day looking like a complete knob-head. I finally made her way downstairs and finding my mother and the man sitting down together and enjoying breakfast. Biting my lip I approached them slowly. How embarrassing.. The man stood up reluctantly, looking down at Rebecca. "Well, this was nice. You must be Clarissa. Very nice to meet you!" He offered to shake my hand. Of course seeing how awkward things are already, refusing to shake this man's hand would be very rude. So I decided to shake the man's hand. "Yes, I am. And may I ask, who you are?" I asked. "Ah, how rude of me not to state my name. It's Oliver Stone," Or the man in overalls.
If you could iron out the switches between 1st and 3rd person as well. It occurred nearly every paragraph going from "I did this. She done that". If you sorted that out, it would read a lot smoother.