Good Boy // Badboyhalo

Chapter 1

Beep. Beep. Beep.

"Ugh.." I groaned, slapping my hand onto the alarm.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

"Shut uuup..." I knocked it over, but the alarm continued beeping.

Typical annoying alarm.

I wrapped my hand around the plug and pulled it out of the outlet. The alarm stopped beeping, making the room go silent.

I rubbed his face with the sleeve of my long sleeved white shirt.

"Hmm..." I sat up, kicking the blanket off me.

It wasn't easy living in an apartment of a hotel building. Because my town had some moody people. Not many of them were nice.

Not nice like the typical neighborhood.

I lived on the bottom floor of the hotel room.

It was decided I wanted a room in the bottom so my lousy ass didn't have to walk down the stairs.

What a man.

I got up from the bed and slouched over to the sink. My eyes were half closed as I slid my feet across the carpet.

When I got into the bathroom, I put my hands on the rim of the sink.

Sighing, I turned on the faucet and splashed some water onto my face, turning off the faucet after with a squeak.

I stared into the mirror. "Aren't I a mess?"

After about 10 minutes, I was all changed, with my dark black hair styled, covering my right eye a bit. I had steaks of light blue on my front hairs.

I adjusted my sky blue sweater. The sweater had short sleeves, and I wore a white long sleeved shirt under.

The sweater had a zipper that I kept open most of the time, showing the white shirt under. There was the design of very few red roses on my shirt.

My hood was down, and I wore a beanie with a derp face on it. I had these blue converse boots that ended under my knees.

I also has a necklace with a little duck charm on it.

After I went over to plug I alarm back into the outlet, I silently gasped. "Oh shit, I'm gonna be late to work..!"

I quickly got my bag and jogged to the front door, passing by the living room and kitchen.

"Shit, shit, shit..! Techno's gonna be mad if I come late." I muttered to myself as I exited the apartment, locking the door.

Breathing heavily. And running to my car.

I had a dark blue Honda car.

And if it needs to be pointed out. One of my favorite colors is blue, that's why I has a bunch of blue in my room.

I unlocked the car and got in, struggling to start the engine at first.

When the car started, I put my hands on the wheel and started driving.

"Please don't be late.. Don't be late." I muttered. I wasn't a rich person, but he was somewhat decent.

It wasn't a long drive. Just a minute or two.

I turned off the engine and hurried inside, going up the elevator.

There were a few business people talking.

They all wore nice clothes as well. Some wore suits, or obviously business outfits.

But most wore outfits like me as I walked down.