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DALLON//

I was woken up by my alarm clock. I blinked frantically, confused as hell as to why I had set it for. I rolled off the bed and got on my legs, in a state of mild sleepwalking. What was happening? It was like, 8 or something. I rubbed my eyes, yawning loudly. My phone was buzzing on the nightstand, for some reason. I checked the screen. Holy shit. 5 texts, 2 missed calls from Andy and 6 from Ashley.

Fuck. School. And I was 20 minutes late. That's when I noticed the constant beeping of a car outside my window. I opened it, immediately blinded by the light.

"Get your ass down here NOW Weekes!"

"Dallon! Hurry up we're late already!" My two friends were just down there, yelling through the windows of the blue pickup. Ashley looked pissed. Andy looked slightly panicked. I slammed the window and grabbed my pants. I put on a Prince shirt, almost missing the right sleeve as I ran down the stairs, in search of my Converse.

"Morning Mom!" I yelled, passing by the kitchen.

"Hello, darling! Do you want some bacon with your eggs?" She smiled, swinging a spatula.

"Thanks, mom. But I'm late for school I'll just grab some toast." She frowned.

"School already? I completely forgot about that! Have fun, sweetie!"

I rolled my eyes, rushing to the door. "See you!"

I jumped next to Ashley, taking a bite of toast. "How nice to honour your peers of your presence on this first day of Junior Year, Mister Weekes!" The sarcasm was pretty painful. "Sorry, guys. Sorta forgot." She huffed, and sped up, heading Colombus' Bexley Highschool. We actually made it to the car park fairly early. I checked my timetable. I had Spanish with Mister Fuentes, first period. "I'm heading to the science block folks" Andy turned around. "Anyone care to join?" He was looking specifically at Ash. She shook her head. "I've got English with Tyler right now. I'll see you losers at lunch, I guess." Andy looked disappointed. "Oh. Alright, see you Ash." Then he went away. "What's up with him?" She looked at me, taken aback. "Don't mind him, he's just nervous." I answered. Andy had been acting weird around Ashley lately. I should try and figure out what this is about, I thought. But right now, I was on the rush. Ash and I parted ways, and I climbed the outside stairs to Spanish floor, as she entered the ground floor.

I picked a desk on the left side of the room, against a pillar. I've been sitting there for Spanish for 2 years. I get really upset when someone sits there before I do, and I can't focus on the class at all; apparently that's the OCD. It bugs me so much I just block out the rest of the world. It can get problematic sometimes, but I'm working on it.

Mr Fuentes gets inside, and introduces himself. I lean against the pillar. It's gonna be a long, long year.

Hi Vic. Okay I literally googled Colombus highschool and picked the first one I have no idea what Bexley is like?? Whatever.

I love dallon a lot.


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