*beep*beep*beep*
I turn on my side and slam my alarm clock off. "Annoying baster." I mutter.
Getting up I pull on a pair of red jeans a black tang top and my black and white cardigan. I slug lazily to the kitchen where I eat a quick breakfast of cold cereal and make myself lunch. After my sandwich is packed I grab my backpack and head out to school.
At school everything is relatively normal. But that is just how it is here cops and security on high demand. after a, gratefully, uneventful day at school I head to the library till dark.
I head back to my small apartment complex I call home and sleep dreaming of a different world where red strings didn't matter or even exist.
I wear read pants because if I didn't the strings would show up. as long as I wear red I'm safe.
And that what I told myself but oh how wrong I was. how foolish.
