Just Another Day (Adopted By Josh Dun)

Føurty-Eight

I'm deciding to skip summer. And I'm changing their age to be 17 to fit their school years.
Kamryn
I slammed my hand down on the alarm clock, shutting it off. I climbed out of bed and got dressed for the first day of Senior year. The summer was great but short. Ethan, Sam, and I got along better than we did before. It wasn't long before I trusted them again. I miss them both greatly. Ethan said that he might fly down for our birthday weekend in October and I can't wait those two long month to see him again in person. I brushed through my faded purple hair and put it up in a ponytail. My hair has grown so long it's about to reach my ass. I'm going to cut a few inches off and have it stripped of the dye for awhile. I fixed my Vessel crop top and tied a flannel around mh waist. "Sammy come here!" I whistled and heard him running toward my open door. He ran in and looked at me expectantly. I put the leash on his collar and grabbed my backpack from the hook by my door. I ran downstairs and into the kitchen, where I met Josh and Gabe. Josh handed me some coffee and a piece of toast. "Let me get my shoes on and I'll get you to school bud."

I shoved my black Converse onto my feet and tied the laces quickly. "Alright, we'll be home at 5." I grabbed my car keys from the counter by the front door and the three of us headed out. Sammy climbed into the back and Gabe jumped into the front. I know it sounds like every fanfiction when I say I got a 67 Chevy Impala, but I really like the car so fucking fight me. I drove Gabe to school and made sure he made it in. "Come on bud. Let's get to hell." Sammy barked and licked my hand. I drove slowly into the schools parking lot, seeing a lot of people looking at my car. I parked and jumped out, opening to back door for Sammy. "Now listen to me Sammy. You are to be silent and good. I will make sure you get water and food when you need it. Don't pay attention to other people. I love you." I bent down and kissed the top of his head. I swung my backpack over my shoulder and stood back up.

Sammy's leash stayed wrapped around my left hand and he stayed by my side. A lot of people stared at me as I walked inside. "Mrs. Campbell?" She looked up as I walked in. "I need the little badge thing for my service dog." She smiled sweetly at me and handed it to me. I clipped it onto my backpack and thanked her before walking out. I walked to my first period, which happened to be advanced art for 2 hours. I have art, science, lunch, and english today. Math, history, lunch, and journalism are tomorrow. "Good morning Kamryn. I'm assuming this is Sam." "You are correct. He'll be laying or sitting by my side at all times. He never wanders or barks unless something is absolutely wrong and he needs to get help." Mr. Hawkins, my art teacher, nodded and pointed to a seat in the back of the room.

As the rest of the class started to pile in, a lot of kids started to notice Sammy. "Mr. Hawkins can I say something?" He nodded, telling me to continue. "I'm Kamryn and this is Sam. I do realize it's very odd for a dog to be in here, but he is my service dog. I have severe anxiety and with that comes intense panic attacks. I please ask of you to not distract, pet, or come up to Sam. He is with me for the sole purpose to watch over me. Thank you." I sat back down and petted Sammy to calm myself a little. He rubbed his head against my hand, reassuring me it's okay. Mr. Hawkins told us today to free draw and we'll start our first project tomorrow. A kid came into class out of breath. "I'm...very sorry I'm late. I'm new and I got lost." Mr. Hawkins pointed a seat at a table next to mine and told him to sit down.

The kid walked to the back and stared at me. "Is there a problem?" "N-No. I just have never met anyone who needed a service dog. S-sorry." I chuckled. "It's okay. I'm Kamryn by the way." "Austin. Nice to meet you." I nodded and shook his hand. "Here let me see your schedule." He handed it to me and I looked over it quickly. "We have every class together. I'll show you around." He thanked me and pulled a sheet of paper from his binder and started to draw. I looked down at my own drawing and blushed. I drew the whole Supernatural crew without even realizing I was drawing them. Truth be told, I miss the boys every once and awhile, but it was then and this is now. The past stays the past. Now for my love issue, you can never truly get over loving someone. It's always there no matter what.