I wake up to another dreary day. I practically smash my alarm to bits with my fist and tumble out of bed. For some reason it's so much harder to get out of bed when it's a school day. I get dressed and open up the blinds, it comforts me to see the bright advertisements displayed everywhere, it feels like home.
I stuff my simple breakfast into my mouth: toast with peanut butter. I shove all of my annoying books and my dreaded club elective sheet into my bag and run into the lift. I am shot away from my apartment, I'm being torn away from my comfort zone more and more every level that I pass.
The walk to school is nice, crisp morning air and a 7/11 creamy coffee. It's my favourite and I always allow myself to have one a week as a treat on a school day. I generally like to have it on a day when I can't deal with the week anymore, and it helps me get through. Today I'm having it at the start to comfort myself since it's a new year of work.
I meet Ritsu outside the school gates, and as we walk in slowly together, I can tell how much excitement she's holding in. She tries not to blab a lot because for some strange reason it stresses me out, but I don't want to put her through that today.
'Okay let it all out Ritsu'
What I then hear I can't translate because it's such a fast muffle of mixed up crap. Gosh she seems happy now that she's let it out though, which makes me happy.
'So I've decided I'm definitely doing hockey club'.
'Weren't you saying tennis yesterday?'
'Well I slept on it and decided it gonna be tennis'.
That's the another big difference between me and Ritsu: she's totally sporty. I'm once again the exact opposite.
I stare at the sign on the message board: "please pick clubs soon!", and look at all the options. Tennis, sports, reading, art, history, more sport and school idol groups. Ritsu loves the school idol groups, and I'll admit they are totally cool, but I don't think I'm fit for them.
They're all so confident on stage, an I'm that introvert that doesn't talk to anyone. The bell rings and calls us both to class. I slump into my table. I did not miss it all.
'Good morning class, today we will all have to pick our clubs, and they are filling up quick, so let's start now'. Oh no.
