Secret life: The Escape

Chapter 1: The Beginning

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Lyn's POV

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock blaring the radio. I was to tired to make out what the song was. I quickly hit the button on the tiny black machine. I groned into my pillow. I have to get up , and go to school.

I slowly rolled out of my bed. I was wearing short soffie shorts and a nike sports bra. I was so cozy. I did not want to go.

I forced myself into the bathroom. I jumped into a relaxing shower. I jumped out and wraped a soft white towel around me.

I walked over to my closet hoping to find something to wear. I decided on a pair of boot cut jeans, and a nice shirt. Casual but stylish.

I decided to leave my wavy brown hair down. I actually kind of liked my hair. I did not have to worry about makeup, because I hate wearing it. I never put it on.

I slipped on my white KEDS before grabbing out my bag, and running out the door.

I ride my bike to school everyday. My parents could not afford to get me a car. I was ok with it though. It saved me gas money, and it gave me a good sorce of exercise.

I lived only about 2 blocks from the school.

I soon made it to school, and locked my bike onto the bike rack. I took my first step through the doors of the teenage trap.

Lets see what happens today.

Matts POV

*Beep* *beep* *beep*

I hit the button on my alarm clock. I have school. Do I really have to go? Yes. I am a straight A student, captian if the basketball team, popular, good guy. I don't skip school.

After a few minutes on laying in bed I went into the bathroom. I showerd and got ready for school.

It was not much of a choice on what I wanted to wear. I am a guy.

I do not care about those sort of things. I grabed a clean pair of boxers, a pair of dark wash jeans, and a green and white Baseball tee.

I ran a hand through my now dry hair. My black hair was messy, but in the cute 'I just got up like this' sort of way.

I sliped on some black converse befor heading out the door. I hoped into my Chevy '77 red pick up truck. I loved that truck. She was my baby! Nothing could change that!

As I drove I passes a girl riding a bike. I pass her everyday. She is in my grade, but I never really talk to her. I just have different friends than her.

She is quite pretty though.

I soon made my way to the school parking lot. I parked my truck in its normal slot. Like normal people swarmed me when I got out.

Let today begin.