I'm in math class right now
obviously not paying attention
so might as well write a story about a gay boy finding love in math class
Useless update but my social studies teacher walked up behind me while I was writing and started reading this- LMFAO
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Alex's POV:
I was laying in my bed, wide awake. I had just silenced my alarm, not quite ready to wake up. It wasn't time for me to get ready anyway, I just set my alarm for an earlier time to make sure I woke up. I went over class periods in my head. First period was gym. Art is second. My first core class, otherwise known as third period, is science. 4th period is English. After 4th is social studies or history. Then the class I've always hated most is 6th period... Math...
I've hated math class since elementary school. Never understood what was going on. Not like I tried to pay attention though. I have a very short attention span. Only a few things in the world that could keep my focus for more than 5 minutes. One of those things was my favorite show, The Walking Dead. I don't know what it is about that show, but I swear it almost feels like I'm drawn to it. Constantly watching it, even after I finish all of the seasons on Netflix. After that happens I just re-watch the show. It never gets old to me.
I could talk about that show for centuries, I even have loads of merch. It varies from posters to clothing, all the way to a sword. Just like Michonnes. Maybe I'm a little obsessed. But I don't care one bit! At least I'm a teen that would rather stay at home and watch a show than go out to parties, ya know doing drugs and whatnot.
I got so caught up in my thoughts that I almost forgot my first day of school is today! Thankfully the second alarm that tells me it's time to get ready hasn't gone off yet. So I still have some time to do what I want. I manage to pull myself out of bed, dragging my body, which felt heavier than usual, towards my bathroom to get ready. I see the outfit I picked out sitting on my sink. It consisted of a pair of baggy white sweatpants, which had a faded, painted-on-looking American flag on one of the legs. Then there was a grey walking dead shirt, that you could barely read, which is also baggy of course.
I tiredly throw everything on, fixing my hair a bit. Then brushed my teeth and headed back to my bed to get on my phone. As I cleared notifications from discord, I couldn't help but think about how my first day was going to go. Maybe I would make some new friends. Very unlikely but not impossible. I was hoping that my teachers would be nice and laid back. No one likes a strict and mean teacher. Hopefully, the school lunch wouldn't be too bad since they give it out for free now. It's not like it was good when you had to pay for it, but I'm just hoping it didn't get even worse than what it was.
I hear my second alarm go off and I sigh, I'm not ready for today one bit. I roll out of bed once again and drag myself to go find my shoes. I throw on the closest pair I could find, not even taking a second to wonder what people would think about my appearance. I grab everything I need for school and throw it in my bookbag. I really need a new one, this one is literally falling apart. But it'll do for now. I grab my bag and throw it near the front door so I don't somehow forget it. Then I make my way to the kitchen filling up my water bottle and setting it down. I wasn't hungry so I just put my water bottle in the side pocket of my bag then went to go watch Netflix until I had to leave.
I was told that my bus was going to arrive sometime around 7:30-7:50, and it was only 7:00 so I definitely had time to at least finish the episode of TWD I was on. I start the show, close to halfway through the episode, so yea I definitely had enough time to finish this. Since this was one of the episodes I've already seen before, I was on my phone at the same time. Responding to discord messages, Checking social media. All the good stuff. I hear my 7:30 alarm ring and figure I might as well go ahead and go to the bus stop. The school also informed me that there would be a few other kids at the bus stop with me, but I don't mind one bit unless they bother me. Then we might just have a problem.
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yall i might turn this into an actual book
YOU ARE READING
random stories
RandomI wrote a fanfiction about apples for ELA class, and I wanted to post it somewhere so I could remember my masterpiece. So might as well post them on Wattpad, along with whatever random stories I ever feel like writing.
