BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP.
My alarm clock goes off and I practical jump two feet in the air. I reach over to my bedside table and hit the off button. I look at my clock and my eyes shoot open, my alarm went off late! How could this happen? I shoot out of bed and throw on a simple t-shirt and jeans and run into the kitchen. Now where did I put my books? There they are right over there. Maybe I should have something to eat before I leave? Nah.
Five minutes later I'm jumping in my old dirty car, and going way over the speed limit. I just hope I don't show up at university late.
I spoke too soon. I open up the door to my first class and 60 pairs of eyes turn my way. Great just what I need, attention. I slowly make my way towards my seat and having it in the middle of class doesn't help. After tripping over two pairs of feet and getting stabbed by the corner of one of the desks I finally make it to my desk. I sit down and look up at my professor who said rather annoyed, "Mr. Ronson, can you please tell me WHY you are interrupting my class? If you choose to be late why even come at all?"
"I over slept."I say in a very hoarse whisper. For some reason I seem to have lost my voice.
"what was that?"he asked holding his hand up to his ear.
"I over slept."I say suddenly regaining my voice.
"why did you over sleep"
"I-I don't know."I answer.
"you don't know. Now I'll tell you something I do know Mr. Ronson, you will be serving me" he points to himself,"detention after school for half an hour do you hear me?"
"yes."I reply hoarsely.
"good, shall we proceed?"this last bit was aimed at the rest of the class who responded with chorus of yeses and nods. I open my book to page 173 and begin rapidly copying notes to make up for lost time.
When I arrive at home I flop down on the couch and flick the channel to The London News. Just then I hear the phone ring,"ugh, what now?"I say as I reach for the phone,"hello........ya that's me, why..........your who?.......what.....ok........when..........two days what? Why so soon?....................ummm okay then...........how will I find you?........a sign ok what's your name again?.....ok I g-guess I'll see you then."I hang up the phone will a sigh of bewilderment, did that really just happen?
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In Orange County
RandomAn 18 year old named Logan gets a call from his mother one day who he has never met in his life. She says she would like to meet him and be a real mother, the only problem is that she lives in Orange County California and Logan lives in England. Wil...
