Dreamscape

Home Alone

I sighed in frustration. "Can't I just sit here? I JUST got to this school and I don't have any friends here. Why would I cause any trouble?"
"I'm not sure that you won't cause trouble. But, I'll let you sit there unless it becomes a problem." He replied. The bell rang and everyone started showing up to class. From the looks of it this class would be filled with all the smart preppy kids. After the seemingly last person filed in my prediction was spot on not another kid in the class was dressed down like me. Mr. Carnell stood up and closed the door. "Okay class," he began. ", my name is Mr.Carnell and I teach art more specifically photography. This year in my class you wi-" A girl walked in interrupting his beginning of a long lecture. She took a seat right behind me in the corner. She looked nothing like all the other preps in my class and dressed like an expression of true art. "Since you want to disrupt class so much how about you come up front and introduce yourself to everyone." She rolled her eyes and reluctantly got up. "I'm KB." She announced. Earning a smirk from the teacher. "Okay KB why don't you announce to us why you were late?" "It's the fist day of school you didn't really expect me to be ON TIME did you?" She laughed quickly and took a seat. Mr. Carnell didn't seem to care. They obviously knew each other probably from a previous school year. The rest of the time I was bored out of my mind. The entire day dragged out like this. I was in my last class listening to another lecture on how we were expected to behave this year knowing no one was listening or even cared and we would do what we wanted to do anyways.
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The bell finally rang and I went home. It was strange being the only one in the quiet of the place I called home. I looked around for a minute and quickly concluded that No one was home. Great. But it was only 4:28 and they said they'd be home at 5. I sat down on the couch position in the middle of the room for the perfect view of the flat screen tv hanging on the wall and began channel surfing. I went through them all about 4 times before I finally decided on a show. I watched maybe three episodes and just so happened to glance at the clock while stretching. It read 5:43. I started to panic a little inside. Where are my parents at I thought to myself. They were never usually this late. I walked over to where the phone normally was only to find a new homeless occupation. Okay that's weird. I went over to my bag to get my cellphone. I dug through it and couldn't find it so dumped everything out sending it into a big mess on the floor. Through all the clutter I thought I saw it. I pushed everything else aside and it was gone again and I didn't know what to do. I was home alone with no phone. I decide to walk over to my neighbor. I hated him with a passion but it was the only thing I could think of at the moment. I put the contents of the mess on the floor back in my bag, turned off the tv and began heading out the door. As soon as I stepped over the doorway and icy wind swept over my face.