Bro/ken

Lies

Authors Note: Hey guys welcome to Bro/ken, my first story here on Wattpad! Sorry if the chapter doesn't seem fluid and is kinda short but it is only the beginning of my book and will only get better from here on out. Feedback is always appreciated, and if you feel like leaving a vote, please do because it will help other people find my story. If you're liking it so far please recommend to a friend, any way enjoy the first chapter of Bro/ken.

If there is one thing that I hate more than anything in the world, it has to be waking up for school on Monday morning. I hate it more than the stuck up girls at school, more than the neighbors dog that keeps me up when I could be sleeping, hates it more than time trials at swim practice. But it's something I have to do, so as my motto says,"Suck it up butter-cup." We'll that and " hard work beats talent when talent dosnt work hard", but that dosnt apply to waking up. Or does it? But I digress.

So I get up throw on my joggers, a dri-fit shirt and a jacket, lace up my shoes and grab my beanie (one of themanyway,) and then slides open his window and drops down 15 feet to the ground landing softly in the grass. I head towards the road and start my mile.

Drenched in sweat, I run back to my house, jog round to the back, climb up on to the garage, and shimmy over to my window and climb into it. Back in my room I strip, shower, get dressed for school and go downstairs to eat.

"Morning mom!" I tell out and sit down at the table, and on it lays a a plate of chocolate Belgian waffles with blueberries, blackberries, and raspberries. Benifits of having a mom as a chef.

"Good morning son," she exclaims,"How was your run?"

"Good, feels great outside."

"We'll that's good, Rember you've got that test today in biology."

"Trust me mom I'm gonna ace this test!"

"And how do you spell ace?"

"There's no spelling in biology mom." The only response I get is a blank stare. Just kidding mom, it''s A.C... No a,s,e?"

"Such a jokester, well good luck today."

"Thanks mom, love you, bye!" She calls back out at him, somthing about putting his plate up, but i'm already out the door, and am trying to pull my light blue hoodie out from under the straps of my back pack and walks across the street to his friend Hunte'rs house and waits for him to walk out. 

He's about to walk in to his house when he sees him walk through the door, Hunters running late today."Whats the hold up slow-poke?"

"Could not get out of bed today."

"Yeah I noticed when you weren't out there for the run this morning."

"Ahh, maybe tomorrow," he grunts.

"That's what they all say, we still lifting when get home ?"

"Yeah, probably, whose all?"

"Ya know," I say unsure how to respond," people."

"You don't know people."

"Sure I do, I've got girls all across this country."

He laughs," You wish."

"Nah, I've got Braylin, I'm all good."

"All good?" He asks with a raised eyebrow.

"Yup," I raise my eybrows back,"all good."

"So how long have you been daying anyway?"

"About four months, actually we make four months this... Thursday."