The start of something new

I can hear the bells

You roll over in your bed and slowly open your eyes.

"Yay another day at school" you sarcastically say to yourself rolling your eyes.

School, who likes it? Not many people but you absolutely hate it. Maybe it's because the people who are constantly bumping into you and shouting, the teachers who set you so much work, the having to wake up so early then being told you need to function on so little sleep or maybe it's a combination. Whatever it is, you hate it.

You grab your phone and scroll through your social media seeing if you missed anything.

Once you've caught up you let out a groan and drag your body to the bathroom to go to toilet and brush your teeth.

"Morgan!" You hear your mum shout while in the middle of brushing your teeth.

"What?" You shout back or at least try as it's very hard to talk with a toothbrush in your mouth and mouth full of toothpaste.

Clearly your mum understood as she shouts back in answer "it's 8:25!"

"Crap!" You shout while spitting your tooth paste in the sink before rushing back into your room.

In all honesty you don't mind being late for school but mr Court said if you are late one more time he will give you a lunch detention.

After throwing on your school shirt and skirt you grab you blazer and run down the stairs.

Glancing at the clock you see you need to leave in one minute.

You rush into the kitchen skidding to a halt by the cabinet.

Grabbing a box of shreddies you pour them into a bowl before grabbing sugar and milk and add them.

"Morgan you are going to be late" your mum scolds walking past you putting bread in the toaster for Neve and Bailey.

"Can't miss breakfast mum it's the most important meal of the day" you reason around a mouth full of cereal a bit of milk leaking from you mouth.

Your mum shakes her head at you with a small smile before turning away.

Swallowing your last mouth full you grab your bag and blazer before running for the door. "Bye!" You shout behind you and hear a muffled reply.

Once you get out the door you start speed walking. Pulling out your phone you start your music and look at the time 8:35. Great. Your going to be late.

Accepting your fait you slow your walk and stroll to school. Your going to be late anyway.

*******

You arrive at school and walk through the doors keeping your head down.

Not wanting to walk into form late you head for the toilets.

You spend you time waiting for the bell on your phone trying to pass the last 15 minutes.

After a while the bell rings making you jump.

You gather all your stuff before walking outside the bathroom.

But you end up walking straight into someone.

Their hands grab onto you stopping you from falling.

"Sorry" you mumble without looking up.

"It's fine, it was my fault" a male voice says with a hint of laughter.

His voice sounds deep and smooth and it's the kind of voice you can't help but love.

Without looking up at him you walk around him and rush to your first class but his voice sticks with you playing on repeat in your head like a tape.

Whoever mystery boy is he has a nice voice and strong hands.

But the question is, who is he?