It was a Wednesday.
I woke to my obnoxious alarm. I turned it off and sat up.
I smelt bacon.
I got out of bed and walked up to my door. I opened it and left my room. I started walking towards the dining room.
It was 9 seconds later.
I arrived.
My mums were in the room, sitting at the table.
I looked at the table and saw three plates with bacon and eggs on them.
I sat down. I started gobbling down my breakfast.
It was 5 minutes later.
I was done.
I stood up and grabbed my plate. I grabbed my mums plates and they thanked me. I walked into the kitchen and put the plates in the dishwasher. I left the kitchen and started walking towards the bathroom.
I did my morning routine.
I was in my room.
I was wearing a black and blue flannel white shirt, white skinny jeans, black sneakers, a black cap, and blue socks.
I grabbed my phone from my nightstand and put it in my front jeans pocket. I grabbed my wallet from my nightstand and put it in my front jeans pocket. I grabbed my timetable from my nightstand and put it in my back jeans pocket. I grabbed my bag and put the straps on my shoulders.
I'm now ready.
I walked up to my door and opened it. I walked out and closed it. I walked into the lounge room and saw my mum holding keys in the middle of the room. She looked at me and smiled.
"You ready?" She asked.
I nodded my head, smiling.
"Let's go." She said.
It was 10 minutes later.
We arrived at school.
My mum parked her car in an empty parking spot.
"Bye, have a good day, sweetie. I love you," she said, smiling.
"Bye, I love you too," I replied, smiling.
I hopped out and closed the door. I walked towards school.
I opened the door and walked inside the building. I started walking towards my locker.
It was 50 seconds later.
I arrived at my locker.
I grabbed my timetable and unfolded it. I read through it.
I have maths 1st, then English, then recess, then sport, then lunch, and then art.
I folded it back up and put it back in my pocket. I unlocked and opened my locker, grabbed out my maths and English books, closed and locked it, and started walking towards maths.
It was 34 seconds later.
I arrived.
I opened the door and walked inside. I closed it. I saw Bethany sitting in the back row.
She was on her phone.
I approached her and put my bag on the floor next to the chair. I sat down next to her. She looked at me and smiled. I smiled back. She turned her phone off and put it in her pocket.
"Gday mate, how ya going?" She asked, smiling.
"Hi. Uh, not too bad myself. You?" I asked, smiling.
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High School Love (WxW)
RomanceThere's a girl named Mary who is new to school. She meets and befriends a group of people. She falls in love with a girl called Bethany. (I'm sorry that this description is bad. I'm terrible at writing these. But I do promise that this story is be...