*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*
I woke up at 6:30am to the sound of my annoying alarm clock. My phone was dead, since it was on all night, so I had to find my charger and charge it quickly so my phone wouldn't be dead for school.
I got all my clothes, put them on and went down for breakfast. I could smell the pancakes on the skillet as soon as I reached the 13th step. Yummmm. It always smells so good.
I sat down with my mom and we ate pancakes together. I had 5, and she had 4. They are really thin pancakes, so I tend to eat a lot of them. It was 7:23am, so I finished up, put my plate in the dishwasher, and ran upstairs. I went in the bathroom to brush my teeth, went back to my bedroom to make my bed, and open my shades. I brushed my hair and put it in a neat pony tail. I checked my iPhone5C, and saw that is was only on 11% battery, so I waited until the very last minute to go to the bus stop. My bus stop is right at the corner of my street, Clear Lane. I live on 5 Clear Lane, so my house is very close to the bus stop. It was 7:37, and I knew my bus got at the bus stop at 7:39, so I had to leave. I grabbed my phone, which was only on 14% battery, my backpack, and ran downstairs. I kissed my mom goodbye, grabbed my lunch and key, and went to the bus stop.
There are 8 kids at my bus stop; Jeffery, a really annoying 8th grader, Sam, an 8th grader who thinks he rules the school, Macie, a 6th grader who is really tall (taller than me), Sarah, a girl in my science class, Max, a 5th grader who made us late to school on the first day because he wouldn't get on the bus, my friend Kaila, who lives next door to me, Lydia, my volleyball partner, and myself.
The bus arrived at exactly 7:39am, and I found an open seat for Kaila and I. Lydia sat with our other friend, Jayme.
We arrived at school at 7:57am, and we were off to homeroom. My homeroom teacher is Mr. Irwin, the best homeroom teacher ever! We can do whatever we want! We can sit wherever, talk to whoever want, go wherever, and he doesn't get mad. We just need to be in the classroom at 8:10am so he can take attendance.
I had math class with Mrs. Cornelle first period. It went by fast. And so did the rest of the day.
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The Player
Teen FictionSavannah, a young girl, fights through the struggles of being an only child, having nobody to look up to, and not liking how she is different from everyone else. The young athlete does her best and strives to reach her goal, being in the competition...