T R A N S F E R
Waking to the sound of my alarm.
Rolling out of my bed.
A sigh escapes my lips as I start to get ready for the "new" day.
Another boring cycle.
"Hey!"
"Hi!"
People waving.
Are they talking to me?
I give half-hearted smiles.
The bell rings, an obnoxious sound piercing into the humid air.
I hate it.
People around me, shuffling to class.
Before I know it, I'm following the masses as well.
