The Spark (Zac Efron)

A Day in The Life

Chapter 2

A Day in The Life Of Naomi Schwartz

"Tweedle Dee Tweedle Dum" I reach for my phone for what feels like 3000 miles away and click snooze, snooze, snooze.

"You know N, it's not going to shut up until you finally get up." I know Shelby's right, she's always on time for her classes. I slowly get out my the bed. We have bunk beds and I'm on top, its a long way down..

Grabbing the right book after coming back to my dorm several times I rush to class, its like the fifth time is semester a lone that I'm late, I'm surprised I'm not suspended yet.

First off today is English Literature at 10, Global at 12, and Mathematics at 1. I always grab a cup of White Mocha from Starbucks before English but it looks like its gonna have to wait.

As I am in Global, which is a bore, I can't stop thinking of him... Is it weird? We just talked and talked and talked and .. had a connection? "Ms. Schwartz? Ms. Schwartz?!" I snap out of it.

Mathematics was boring, as usual, but sometimes you just wanna answer those questions and get it over with you know?

I get into the dorm and surprise, surprise, Shelby is making out with her boyfriend Ryan. I'm thinking of adding a curtain going halfway through the room, this is just awful!

I get to my bed and take out my English Literature homework, our assignment is to write about our backgrounds. Is there much really?

My dad was a drug dealer so he was quickly kicked out of the house. After that my mom got mad and drank. A lot. A new guy was in her bed every night. That was my childhood. Happy isn't it? Well the only thing happy is my childhood memories with my brother. He was on a cruise with his fiancé, both 21 years old. The ship got wrecked and drowned, we didn't find their bodies so they were announced dead two days later.

I lay down and start reading The Hunger Games. Best. Book. Ever. I love Katniss so much, but not as much as Peeta. He's the guy every girl dreams of. I imagine him being so cute and chubby. It kinda reminds me of life and its journeys and leaps. Thats why I love it so much *insert heart here*.

But it usually ends up falling on my face as I drift to sleep.

Yes, my life is nothing but a continuing routine, and yes, I also feel like there's something missing. A missing hole, and I big one.