Saturday, October, 8th,2016
"Mom, are you up or Nah? " I yelled through the hallway. I heard my grandmother's snores come to a stop
"I guess you are now, "I laughed as I went to the bathroom to get dressed for orientation.
I have never gotten up so early in my life I haven't even got up for school. At this time.
I dragged myself back into my room, slowly closing my door while mumbling a sweet "morning mama" to my grandmother as she dragged herself along to the bathroom. I clicked on my Bluetooth speaker and let house on fire by Sia play out.
I heard the bells from my dog's neck jiggle as she poked her head out the closet and stretched before coming to greet me.
"Morning,pup-pup," I said smiling as she wagged her tail.
I picked her up and placed her on my full-size unmade bed. Pebbles would always know when I'm leaving. She'll make up these weird howling noises which anyone else would thought she was hurt or dying.
As my music played on my tiredness would fade away and I started singing along to the music and dancing while I did my make-up.
My alarm clock went off again telling me I have to leave right now.
"Mom, are you ready?"I yelled at the top of the stairs.
"Yea, "She yelled back. I kinda started to feel bad for waking her up at 5 am
I told her I'll take the bus but, she protested and said I didn't need to be at a dark bus stop at 5 am.
I turned off all my lights, fed my dog, grabbed my purse, and ran down the stairs.
I heard my dog barking. I looked up and groaned.
"Fucckk, "I mumbled as I ran back upstairs to get my dog out the bed."Sorry babe, "I said kissing her forehead and setting her down.
I looked around again to make sure I wasn't missing or forgetting anything. Once I made sure I hurried back downstairs, grabbing my keys off the hook and closing the door behind me.
"You didn't lock the door did you?" my grandmother said"I don't have my key," I shook my head as I placed my blue tooth headphones around my neck.
"You taking the bus back home?"My grandmother asked me as we pulled up to the bus station.
"Yea, an old co-worker of mine's birthday is today, so I'll go hang with her," My grandmother nodded and unlocked the car.
I waved her a quick goodbye before running along across the street to the bus station.
Nobody was barely here. Then again it is 5 am, not even the sun is up.
I sighed as I walked through the terminal. The cold wind softly hits my face as I speed walk to the small shelter room.
I smiled as the heat hit me in the face when someone opened the large sliding doors.
"Thank you, "I whispered as I make my way to a seat next to the giant windows.
Frowning as I noticed Starbucks wouldn't be open for another hour and I couldn't tell if Dunkin Donuts were open. The lights were off and it wasn't helping my better judgment either.
I scrolled through Instagram watching some people's stories and such. I rolled my eyes as I clicked on my old classmate, Luke Hemmings's story, Him posting about having a hangover. Does this kid ever stop partying?
I posted on my snapchat story and scrolled over to the time filter and saved the photo. I went back on Instagram and sent it to my story captioning it: Too early to be up
