I send a text to my friend, asking for help because I'm feeling a bit down. I wait for him to reply. "I still love you" he sends and I smile.
"Did you smile?"
"Of course." I send and then hear my parents open the door downstairs, I then set my phone on my desk. I walk to my door and unlock it, walking out of my room and into the hallway.
"Otter? Did you eat anything for dinner?" My mother asks.
"Yeah, I made Mac and cheese" I lie to her.
"Alright" she says and goes downstairs with my dad. I go back to my room and grab my phone, I see 2 texts from my friend.
"Hey, I got to go"
"Get some sleep. Please."
I text back, "Alright, night"
I set my phone on my desk again and grab my ps3 controller as I go and sit on my bean bag in front of the tv. I turn on the ps3 by pressing the middle button and get on plants vs. zombies. I play for about 3 hours and then look at the clock, "2:57" it read. "Sleep is for the weak!" I say and go back to playing PVZ. After 2 more hours I give in and turn off the system. I set my ps3 controller back on my desk and collapse on my bed.
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I wake up in the morning completely exhausted from last nights game. I turn over and look at the clock on my nightstand. "6:56" I said to myself, "I still got ti- 6:56!" I practically jump out of bed, taking off my toothless onesie and throwing some cloths on, black jeans and a Panic! At The Disco t-shirt. I grab a black lace choker and my studded bracelet, I put them on and grab my car keys, my backpack, my phone, and my hair brush then I run downstairs almost falling down them. I see that my parents are gone so I skip breakfast and take a look at the clock. "6:58!?" I say and run out the door. I hop into my car and drive off all while brushing my hair and doing some other things. The time I arrive at school, it's 7:15 and class starts at 7:20. "Shit." I say and grab what I need, heading to my locker, 7:16. I put everything in my locker and start walking to first period, science 7:17. I'm almost to class but I trip and fall, luckily no one saw and I pick up my stuff, 7:18. I get to the class door and walk in 7:19. I sit down in my seat, 7:20, the bell rings and I let out a relieving sigh. I'm not late, that's surprising.
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Teen FictionMy names Otter, I am 16 years old and I go to high school, not willingly. I am high key obsessed with video games, Panic! At The Disco, drawing, and role play. My huge obsessions cause me to stay up late and make me just about almost late to class...
