I wake up to my alarm on my phone ringing in my ear. I slap the snooze button and roll over when my brother Charlie came in I pretended to still be sleeping but I didn't fool him. "Come on get up" he said "it's time for school". I slowly rise to my feet and shuffle to my closet Charlie leaves my room closing my door behind him I slowly pull on my school uniform dreading the school day ahead. Since our school burned down I know went to Truman grammar school with my little brother. I walked into the bathroom and started to brush my teeth and but makeup on my eye bags. When I walked back into my room i saw my phone screen lit up I grabbed my phone and checked my new messages
Micheal Holden '6:30 am'
" good morning tori!!"
Tori spring '6:31 am'
" morning"
I never say good morning for it never is a good morning. I walk down stairs and grab a glass I was grabbing the jug of diet lemonade when my mom snapped "it's to early for that put it away" I poured myself a glass anyway what was she going to do about it. I slung my backpack on and started my walk to truham Charlie raced after me and said he was going to walk with me. I started to say "ok" but he interrupted me with "so who are you texting" I hadn't noticed I got another text from micheal I opened it
Micheal Holden ' 6:58 am'
"Are you doing anything today?"
"Like after school I mean"
Tori spring '6:59 am'
" no I don't think so."
"Why?"
*read 7:01*
I turned my phone off and realized Charlie is really far ahead of me I run towards him but he saw that as a race "by this point he's probably at school" I mutter to my self.
I look across the road to the school and set foot onto the grounds. "Another day of torture great" I say underneath my breath.
