It's 4:47 and I'm standing in the bathroom looking at myself in the mirror. Today was the first day of junior year, something I'm not looking forward to in the slightest. I splashed cold water on my face and felt it trickle down my sleeve and neck. I sighed took of my hoodie and threw in on the floor. I have no idea what the hell possessed me to be up this early but I'm at least gunna do something with my time before school. I reached for my hairbrush and took of my blue and red hat off, revealing my extremely tangled black hair. It always took awhile to brush it out but after about 5 minutes it was silky smooth and a little fluffy. I walked quietly out the bathroom to my bedroom. My walls were plain white with a Queen and MCR band posters, I also hung up my electric guitar from 4th grade. My bed is a mess of black and blue blankets and there's dirty clothes littered around the floor. It's a huge mess even though there's not much in here. I walk to my closet and Grabe my usual brown jacket with some blue jeans and a white tee-shirt with a star on it and put my clothes on the end of my bed. I wonder what junior year is gunna be like, to be honest it's probably gunna be like 10th grade just harder and I'm probably gunna hate it more. The clock in my room read 4:55, still about 2 hours till I'm actually supposed to be up. I should try to sleep some more. The messy bed does look inviting. I slug over and lay down to get some more sleep.
1 hour later
"Uuugghhh," I groan as I flip to my other side, I look up at the clock groggily. 6:57. Luckily I feel a bit more rested now. I sit up and Grabe my clothes to go to the bathroom. I get changed and brush my teeth. My hairs a bit messy so I brush it again. I'm ready so I head downstairs. Shelly's at college now so it's me, mom, dad, and this stupid weed farm. Dads sitting at the table drinking coffee and moms cooking some eggs.
Time skip to were he's at the bus stop
I'm standing at the same bus stop I've stood at since I can remember. Kenny's here but we stand in silence like always. Out the corner of my eye I see the fattass walking toward us. He stood in his place beside Kenny.
"Kinny, Stan," he greeted.
"What's up fattass," Kenny said
"IM NOT FUCKING FAT IM B.I.G. BONED YOU POOR PIESE OF SHIT!!!" Cartman screeched
I start to laugh and he gets more angry looking but doesn't say anything. Finally I see Kyle running towards us as the bus pulls up. We all walk on the bus.
"GET IN WE'ER RUNNING LATE!" Ms Crabtree screams at us.
"We'er always running you ugly skank!" I say.
"What DID YOU SAY?"
"I said I can't wait to own a fishing tank," I correct her.
"Oh."
All of walk to our seats. You can always tell when Cartman sits his fattass down cuz the whole bus shakes. Me and Kyle made it our seat him still out of breath.
"How do you always get away with that?" He breaths.
"I honestly don't know heh."
Kyle nods and looks out the window. We continue to sit in silence until the bus reaches the high school. We all get out the buss together and start walking into our first day in junior year.
Nothing really happened this chapter cuz it's the first. Next chapter more thing will happen it'll be more exciting ig. Idk if that's the right word but whatever.
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