Beep. Beep. Beep.
I swear to god if this alarm clock rings one more time I am going to smash it with a hammer and feed it to the ducks. But I don't. I slam my fist onto it and roll out of bed and onto the floor. I lazily walk into my closet where I grab a pair of jeans and an old football championship shirt. I walk to the bathroom and brush my teeth. When I'm done I grab my backpack and protein shake and hop into my white Ford f150. I drive down to Trever's house and honk the horn until he comes out. He opens the door and has to pull himself up because my truck is lifted so high. "Was that really necessary babe?" He asks faking a frown. "Call me babe again and you won't live to have a real babe." After my threat he straightens up knowing my threat is not empty. We ride to school singing off tune to Tim McGraw.
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