Digital Entrance

(1) Sirens

First story!!! yay....
Do people even read these? Meh, idk

Tony crawled out of his partially broken, checkered bed, he didn't remember how he broke it. Maybe one of his brother's parties got out of hand, or just from being so old. He didn't mind, it still worked.
Tony reached to grab his phone from the oak dresser;

7:50

shoot.

He panicked, throwing on a decent smelling white shirt and worn down grey jeans.
Glancing into the mirror he sighed.
god I wish I didn't look this bad.
Reaching back into the dresser he pulled out a green button up, with his last name Tony embroidered on the left side.
Same thing for the 12th time this month,
he thought putting it on and sprinting out of his room to the kitchen.

"Honey, you left your bag in the bathroom again- GOD you're hair is a mess go clean it!"
He smiled halfheartedly at his mother and raced back the bathroom.
Grabbing his leather satchel he glanced at his hair. DEAR LORD SHE WAS RIGHT. He combed his hair frantically, trying to rid of the glob on his head. Tony fixed his highlight on the tips of his hair and let out a shaky breath.

7:59

He was done. Sprinting to the kitchen he grabbed a small packet of gummies and booked it. His mother yelled after him.
"Ty, your medicine!"
"I'll be fine!" He yelled back
Tony exiting the old 1940's house and into the neighborhood. As he sprinted a small what looked like a corgi dog barked at him in fury.

Almost..... Almost....... NOOOOOO

He fell down onto the school's pavement just as the late bell rang.
"Late again Tony?" Asked Mr. William, the janitor. "Yes sir" He groaned. Mr. William chuckled and lead him to the front office. "Oh also! They have new candy if you could pick up some of it for me." He winked at Tony as he walked in.
Nodding, he headed in his stomach tensing up. The woman sitting in a comfy rolly chair looked up at him in boredom.
"Late again Tony?"
"Y-yes ma'am...."
"That's you're third tarty, you need to hurry up"
"Oh I-I um... Okay."
She passed him a tardy pass, glaring at Tony as he left the office.

Quietly he walked to his 1st period, passing the other Juniors.
"TONY!" Someone screamed from the crowd. Glancing up, a well built junior tackled Tony. "Matthew!" Tony laughed happily. Matthew crawled off of Tony, helping him up afterwards.
"It's great to see you man! Man my break to australia was soooooooo long." Matthew exaggerated.
"Yeah it took too long!" He scoffed, the muscular kid had taken another "break" that semester to another country, Leaving Tony completely alone.
Matthew was a Russian immigrant, proudly wearing an infinity scarf with the flags colors. Made sense when you realize their parent owns the largest meat producing factory in Russia, maybe even Earth.

"Dude you're late again?!" He snickered and pointed at Tony's tardy slip.
"Yeah, I w-" A fire alarm intercepted Tony's sentence, making him flinching harshly.
"Shoot, gotta find Mrs. Cal, see ya!"
"Bye..." He mumbled, his head hurting
Matthew sprinted leaving Tony to himself.

The alarm didn't seem to cease. It cried loudly in his ears, his head throbbing. The school's lights began to flicker, seeming to flash in random patterns.
He moved forward trying to to focus his head aching.
Tony's vision blurred, causing him to sway.

"Hey! We have to exit now there's a fire!"
Someone yelled in his direction.
Tony grabbed his head, digging his nails into his scalp.
"Kid?" The person asked.
A piercing pain hit his head. As though someone had hit it with a brick, Tony screamed in overwhelming pain.
He lost his control and collapsed onto the floor, his head the first to hit.

Blackness welcomed Tony Type.

OH SHOOT this sucks. I might rewrite this later on, don't plan on a schedule I'm just gonna post when I'm bored :/

Also Matthew is a good old stocky boi