Ravens P.O.V.
It was early in the morning when I heard the most annoying thing in the world. My alarm clock.
I uncovered myself in my gray blankets and and get out of bed pressing the button on my alarm clock to make it shut up.
I then walk over to my closet and picked out a suitable outfit. I put on a plain black t-shirt with holed blue jeans. And a cyan colored sweatshirt wrapped around my waist.
I the put my black hair into a high pony tail with my favorite scrunchy along with my bangs covering half of my face.
I finally go down stairs to go eat breakfast but instead of seeing my so called "mom" cooking I see a tall man with brown hair and hazel eyes that I'm supposed to call my dad, cooking what looks like pancakes.
"Hey Dad, you cooking pancakes?" I asked sitting at the counter on one of the wooden bar stools.
"Indeed I am would like some Raven?" He said waving a plate of buttery golden pancakes right in front of my face.
I shook my head and went to grab my blue water bottle from the dishwasher.
When I found it I headed to the fridge to fill it up.
"Are you existed for school?" my "Dad" asked me pouring a glass of orange juice to go along with his pancakes.
"Meh......I suppose. What about you? Are you looking forward to going back to smelling like gasoline all day?" I asked in returned.
My "Dad" worked on cars for a living. It didn't pay well but sense he was a boy he loved cars so learned everything he could about them and now works on broken cars.
"Um......sure yeah of course." He hesitated. He's up to his old tricks again.
"Sure.......anyway got to get my stuff and.head to school tell Mom I love her when she wakes up ok." I say running up the stairs.
I walk into my room and go over to my desk to grab my stuff. I grab my cyan and gray binder along with my water bottle and shove it in my black backpack. I then grab my phone and ear buds and put them in my back pocket.
I look over to see what time it is. And to my surprise it's 7:34! I'm going to miss the bus!
I quickly throw my backpack over my shoulder and run down stairs. I run out the door and try to chase down the bus.
Luckily I ran fast enough to catch it. My bus driver was a grumpy old man with silver hair and green framed glasses.
"Next time your late I'll leave without you!" The man yelled.
I nodded and head for a seat in the back. When I say down I pulled out my phone and ear buds and started blasting my tunes.
When I looked over my shoulder a boy about 16 was staring right at me.
He must have noticed my glance because he quickly turned around to face the window. Oh well.
