It was the first day of a new school year and Henry was looking forward to going to school (for some reason?). He sluggishly got out of bed and looked in the mirror. His hair was a mess, strands all over the place. He sighed and got his uniform out of the wardrobe: a black blazer, red tie, black trousers and a white shirt.
After slandering down to breakfast he was greeted with some toast on the table. "Morning sweetie!" His mother said. "Hi mum" I said. I took a bite out of my toast... BEEP BEEP BEEP! My alarm went off signalling I needed to go. I grabbed my bag - toast still in my mouth, i dashed out the door.
3 MINS LATER
After arriving at the bus stop, I continued to eat my now cold piece of toast. Some of the people at my stop glanced over at the kid eating cold toast and huffed. I was not the most popular kid in school but there was one person who thought I was cool... Matt.
