Eight a.m. And I was already in a bad mood, I stayed up all night studying for a test I knew for sure I was going to fail, math is not my strong suit, but I wanted at least a C, "ugh...I don't want to go to college today" I said under my breath, I got up from bed and stretched with some of my bones popping in the process, my small studio apartment was comfortable and I didn't want to leave it's comfort, my apartment was pretty small, with a small stove, a fridge, the sink, a small area for a living room, where a small one person couch was, (Yeah I don't have many friends.) my xbox, and my tv. The biggest thing in the house was my bed, my wonderful bed, king sized and all mine, with two pillows and a checkered fluffy sheet. I had about thirty minutes to make it to college and I knew I was going to be late, I brushed my teeth in a hurry, looked at myself in the mirror, my dark brown eyes had red rims around them and I looked like shit, I moved my medium length hair from out of my face and slashed water on my face, it stung my eyes but refreshed my face, I got dressed quickly, a black "the cranberries" tee shirt, dark blue jeans, and my black converse. " I guess I'm skipping breakfast again" I say as I take my keys and rush out the door, locking it behind me, I lived on the third floor, and took the stairs the the parking lot, as soon as I opened the door I was blasted with cold air, forgot it was almost November already, good thing I have a coat in the car, I practically ran as goosebumps started forming on my arms. "Fuck fuck fuck..." I said as I fumbled with the keys and opened the door, getting my blood red colored hoodie from the back and sliding it on. "Ah...warmth.." I said as I turned on my mustang from the year 2000 and turned on the heater, I drove down the ramp and took a look at the traffic. "Why the fuck do I even own a car if it's always like this" a complete standstill, horns honking and and police sirens whaling, it's a little more hectic today, and I probably wasn't going to get to college anytime soon, I put the seat back a little and turned on the radio, connecting my phone to the aux cable, and putting on "linger" by the cranberries, you would swear by my playlist I was in love, but I was more alone then the one sock you have when you lose the other magically in the dryer. "It's going to be a long day" I said to myself as I shut my eyes for a moment, stuck in traffic.
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Living the dream
Teen FictionSort of a recreation of a story I did a few years ago, kyo, a college student is "living the dream" in Manhattan New York, when disaster hits and undead kill, not only will he have to survive, but he will have to kill, and find out what caused this.
