Morning

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Logan's pov:

My head hurts....

I groaned softly as I woke up, rubbing my eyes and letting out a small hiss when my alarm rang. 'Why is my clock so loud...?!'

I slowly got up and threw it across the room, grunting as I watched it shatter in the corner and fall into the mini alarm lanfill I made. "Stupid clock..." I grumbled, wandering to the bathroom to start my routine.

After a quick, freezing shower, I stepped out and stared at myself in the mirror. My citrine yellow eyes met my reflections and I sighed, watching the cold water drip from my white hair and onto my thin, pale body.

I tensed up when I heard a voice echoing around me, eyes widening. "You look just like your father, Logan.." A soft, femenine voice. I knew no one was there. Just me.

After sitting and staring at myself for 15 minutes, I headed back to my room to get dressed. I'm greeted by the intoxicating smell of freshly ironed clothes and my favorite outfit on the bed: denim shorts, starry tights, white tee and a varsity jacket.

I slipped everything on and grabbed my bag, running downstairs. I was immediately greeted by my two foxes licking my face and arms. "Hey! Down!" I laughed, smiling. Once I got them off, I ran out the door and to my bus, heading to the back where I usually sit with my friends.

"Hey gang." I said softly, jumping when I was greeted with a punch by my best friend, 34. "Ow! What the hell was that for!?"

"For not being here yesterday! I was stuck with Derrick all throughout 6th period!!" She scowled at me.

"Jeez....well sorry for vomiting all day yesterday." I huffed, then crossed my stinging arms. "Not my fault I got sick.." I muttered, sighing.

"You owe me." Was all she said as the bus started moving. On the way to school, I sat and drew in my sketchbook, biting my lip as I struggled to ignore the voices in my head. I guess I must've dozed off or somedthing because I felt 34 shaking me and telling me to get up.

"Yo Logan! We're here! Get up!"

Ah yes..onto another boring day at school.

Or so I thought...

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