Don't Look Down

See ya...

The first day wasn't that terrible. I had the same great English teacher that I had last year, but other than that it was still the uniform, boring day. As it was the first day I didn't have any homework so I just worked on my music. I had finished the beat for my song when my parents came home and I went downstairs to help cook dinner. I spent some time with my family and next thing I know I was in my bed waiting for the need of sleep to kick in.

The first week past by rather fast and I hadn't met Martin, which was sort of what I wanted, but I kind of "missed" him. Anyway, my friends and I were invited to a party on Saturday so I woke up and went for a jog around the block. I put on my headphones and started my jog. Half an hour in my jog, I accidentally knocked over a guy. I went over to the guy to see if he was okay, I was so embarrassed! As the guy looked up I noticed that it was actually Martin.

N: 'Oh my God Martin I'm so sorry!'

M: 'We really have to stop meeting like this.'

N: 'Yeah, at least this time you fell.'

M: 'Yeah that's true. So are you going to Mark's party tonight?'

N: 'Yeah. Are you?'

M: 'Yeah and I'm actually going to be the DJ!'

N: 'Seriously? That's great!'

M: 'Yeah. So I hope to see you there. See ya.'

N: 'See ya!'