BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP my alarm screams at me in a voice that could make dogs whine
“Oh Just Shut up” I say as I throw the alarm across the room “just another normal day for me” I think getting out of the bed. I grab some clothes and head for the bathroom to take a shower. After ten mins. I get out and start drying off. First my hair and wings then I put on the cut jeans and a loose shirt. I look at the clock.
"Oh CRAP" I say it was 24 min until the bell rang for the first class. It took 12 mins to get to school in my car (yes I have a car) “well there is one way.” I think
“Good morning B.L. I need to get to school and fast ready?” I ask my car. “UH DUH! I was about to go off if you didn’t hurry up” She says (and yes my car can talk) I get in and she takes off. She is like a older sister with a big attitude I got her from a friend who has powers any thing with wires he can make it into anything we get there and I take my demin jacket from the back put it on and fix my wings to where they were hidden and walk inside. They have breakfast for those who can’t get fed at home in the mornings. I grab 2 bowls of cereal and 3 cartons of milk and sit in the corner. while I'm eating something caches my eye there is this guy staring at me I don’t look up but I can tell he wants to make eye contact, I just keep my head. Suddenly that tension is off I look off and he is talking to one of his friends I guess I can tell from the side he has shaggy blackish brown hair blue eyes and a assume smile. I look up at the clock just to see how much more time I have to eat,
"Aw man not again". I think I dump my meal in the trash and make a run for my locker.
"MO-OVE PEOPLE I GOT TO GET BY!!!" I yell at the sea of people i get to my locker, I get my stuff, and make a run for it. "where is room 106? where is it? Oh come on." i think suddenly i fall over something and my books binders pencils and schedual go everywhere. can't catch my balance an wait to hit the floor but some how a guy catches me by the waist before I slam into the ground.
"Sorry about that," I say gaining my ground again
"Aw man I'm so late" I say being to pick up my stuff that was spattered across the floor the hall way was empty except for a few kids.
"No it’s ok here let me help.” The guy says bending down to help. "I know that voice from somewhere” I think trying to find the answer.
"Hey is this yours" he asks me I look up at him finally and almost drops my books again
“Mark?”
Saturday, July 26, 2008
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