new world chapter 1

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Authors note: so I really hate these first five or so chapters. They are really short, and I just really hate them. So please be patient because once I finish with the writing part, I will come back and edit these horrible chapters. They need more detail, length, and events. So just be patient with me

Most people love the sun. They love the way it heats their skin. They love the way that it tans them. They even love how it looks. But me, I HATE the sun. The sun burns me like I am snow, it makes me feel like I am on fire, and most of all, it just looks like a ball. When you think about it, it is just a ball of fire, so I don't feel like it looks good. Even more, it wakes me up for school.

Ugh, school. I hate it even more. I mean, what is the point of school. All it does is put me to sleep. If you think it is not boring, come to my school. We just do a bunch of stupid equations. And for some reason, our teachers think it is a good idea to combine language arts and math. How stupid can these ideas get. I just hope I can get some sleep for tomorrow. Lately, I have been getting these bad dreams that are keeping me from sleep.

I close my eyes for what seems like a few minutes, and the next thing I know, I am hearing the most annoying thing in the world.

RING!!!! RING!!!!! RING!!!!!

I start to have a seizure at the sound of these, and quickly fumble out of bed to turn them off. When I am fumbling out of bed, I start to remember why I had the alarm clocks. My parents said that since I was now 17, that I should become more mature, and start waking myself up. I don't now how that is supposed to make me more mature, but whatever. I would rather not get into an argument with my parents. They can explode sometimes.

As I start to finally wake up, I finish up my break feast and head up to do my daily routine. I pick out my clothes, take a shower, finish some homework that I was to lazy to do, and then pack up.

As I step into the car wearing my blue t-shirt and jeans, I give out a loud sigh.

" cheer up," my mom tells me to do. " it is Friday, and you should be happy."

"I know, but something just dose not feel right."

"Hmm.... honestly, it is not some thing that should ruin your Friday, so like I said before cheer up."

"okay"

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I AM DEDICATING THIS BOOK TO PONYGAL2 FOR THE AWESOME COVER.

picture of Darren on the side

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