LHS

Chapter 2

Usually I get up fine in the morning. No problem. But last night, I couldn't get to sleep. I kept wondering about stupid things that don't really matter. Little things like 'why is gold valuable?' And 'I haven't gone on club penguin in years. That was fun'. And there were also kind of strange things like 'why is it nearly impossible to train a cat to crap outside?'. But among these little insignificant things, there were a couple of things that might have a real effect on my life, like 'Are we going to win the homecoming game? The Pine Hills Ringtails haven't had many good seasons in the last decade' along with 'where will I go to college?' And let's not forget the big one: 'who will I marry? Will it be someone I know? Will it be Andrew? Or have I not even met them yet?' All of these questions and many more were floating around in my head. Each and every one of them making me think for five minutes or more. All this thinking gave me a headache. Like when I read in the van. Annoying. But I didn't want to stop. By trying to think up answers to these questions, more questions arose. My dad says sometimes I think too deeply into things. My fatigue finally got the best of me around 11:30 last night, almost two hours after I usually fall unconscious.

My 6:30 alarm went off for almost an hour before I realized it was then 7:24. My parents had already left for work, and I needed to be at school before 7:45. I sprang out of bed, panicking and yanking the clock's power chord out of the wall. I threw on whatever clothes i could find. Tee shirt, hoodie, jeans, two black socks, and my Nikes. I snatched my iPad and my keys up from my nightstand and bolted down the stairs and out the door.

Eight minutes later, I was sitting at a table in the cafeteria, waiting for the last two minutes of "morning time" as the staff calls it, to pass. Roslyn looked up from her iPad.

"So Ashley, how was your morning?"