chapter 3

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Mark's p.o.v

RING!!!!!!

"Argh..." i groan as i reach for my alarm clock, slamming the snooze button. I slowly sit up and make my way to the bathroom. I turn on the lights and squint my eyes. God i hate waking up early. it's 6 a.m.! I brush my teeth and and head to my kitchen to make breakfast. Bacon and eggs as usual.

Once i was done, i placed them on a plate and sat down at the kitchen table. I turned on my laptop which was already there beside me and went to my emails to see if there were any. Apparently, there was only one.

Wellington@gmail.com: hello mr. Jefferson. A friendly reminder for you and your art students. Entry for the 'everyday heroes' contest will be closed the day after, and released in a week's time. And do take time to seperate the good from the best.
-Principal Wells

As of what i've seen so far... it will be a tough decision between two people. Nathan's entry was dark and mysterious. it was a picture of him sitting down and leaning against a wall. The entire picture was filled with black grey and white, but it actually gave an impact. (Y/n)'s picture was of her, with a blindfold on, and sat beside a window, painting what she could imagine if she were blind. the message was so obvious and inspiring. Oh well. I'll decide soon enough.

i then went to youtube to watch a few youtubers whom i subscribed to. Although i may be an old man, well, 32 years old, i do know the meaning of the term 'youtubers'. I subscribe to photography and men's fashion. And yes, i am pretty particular about how i look. Especially my hair.

Now that i've finished my food it's time to leave for work. I washed my dishes, grabbed my suitcase-like carrier, and got in my car.

As i drove i started to sing my heart out like i knew every single song they played on the radio. Music is also one of my interests apart from photography. It's a good way to destress or just relax.

When i got to blackwell, i headed to my art room where i would always conduct my lessons. Five more minutes and i have to teach 4 different classes each at different timings. It's going to be a long day like always.




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