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I woke up, my head on my desk and one earbud in. I must've fallen asleep. Judging by the clock, it's about four in the morning, two hours until I have to go to school. Raising my head slowly, I rub my forehead, groaning. I look down at the piece of paper, which sported scribbles that I couldn't really make out. I tried to stand up, my vision blacking out for a moment, but I managed to go and brush my teeth and actually get ready to sleep. It was cold in this basement of mine, so I put on a sweatshirt. I walked back over to my bed, looking at the drawing again. It was of a girl wearing a sundress in a forest. It made me smile, though I don't exactly know why, and I flopped down into the bedsheets.
What felt like a second later, my alarm went off. I looked at it confusingly, seeing it was now 6:00. I must've slept more, but it didn't really do anything. I got up once more, putting on a pair of jeans and a sleepy, reddish-brown sweatshirt. I donned my backpack again, and a light winter jacket, although it was still fall. The weather in Michigan is bipolar, honestly. The Great Lakes tend to mess with the climate, lake effect snow and all. You never know what's coming. I climbed up the stairs and went to the kitchen, pulling open the old wood cabinet. The hinges creaked in complaint, and I took a granola bar, shutting the grumpy door. Upon doing so, I heard a sound come from outside. An animal, I figured, nothing I need to worry about. I looked at my phone clock, bright white numbers reading 6:17.
I stumbled over to the door, bags under my eyes, and I opened the much more friendly sounding screen door, stepping out into the cool morning frost. The dawn greeted me, the leaves of the large birch tree outside my home whistling in the light winds. The bus stop was right in front of the apartment complex, thankfully. I decided to take the cold, concrete stairs rather than the elevator. I'm pretty sure that thing would break with me inside, anyways. I walked along the sidewalk, still cracked from yesterday, and the day before that, and the week and month and year before that. I saw the other students waiting, and joined in with the crowd. The bus soon screeched to a halt, and I boarded to travel to every teenagers nightmare; school.
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+BURST+ (Inanimate Insanity) (REWRITE)
FanfictionInanimate High School. Population; too many. For some kids, it's also known as Hell, but things begin to change when someone new enrolls. The new face gets caught in the crossfire between an outcast, a bully, and a bystander, and lines must be drawn...
