The paradox genius

Chapter 2; The morning drag

I awoke in my bed seven minutes before my alarm went off. Turning over in my bed I realized that I had fell sleep in my glasses, and that they were now gone. The world around me swayed in a giant blurred mass as I struggled to get my bearings. "Hey there sleepyhead" came a voice. "Stay still Jake, shesh" came the voice of my older brother, as he slipped my glasses back onto there rightful place apon my face. Reading I needed to prepare myself for school I moved toward the bathroom after muttering a brief "thank you" in the general direction of my brother before heading to the restroom to change. My older brother, Damian Foster had always been kind to me for no particular reason, I guess I was just lucky that way. Whether in school, after college, even after getting fired from what must have been his seventh job, he was kind to me. I sighed, why couldn't everyone be that nice? Stepping out of the restroom a short while later I found myself in a fresh pair of clothes examining myself in the hallway mirror I saw a pair of blue jeans ,some vans, and a graphic tee spelling out the words "be bold" in boldface. Making my way downstairs I decided to skip breakfast, skip waiting for the bus and just walk to school. I cursed under my breath as I ran. I had forgotten my jacket. In reality I had no one to blame except for myself. Hopefully Brenda and Jack would be at school today, we practically had all of our classes together and had been best friends since we were in diapers. Life was a real drag without them. Approaching the school doors I looked around and pushed inside to look for my friends( Brenda and Jack none of us really had any other friends outside of each other). Approaching my locker I found that a note had stuck inside. I shrugged as I shoved it in my pocket and began to open my locker 37... 25 ... 14 suddenly a loud slam behind me startled me as I opened my locker door , causing me to leave it open as turned around to see what the commotion was about I turned around to see my friend getting a pummeled against a locker. I sat my pack on the ground and started to slowly move behind the assailer.