Dreamers

Chapter 7: Confusion

"Ugh" I think to myself, as I wake up in my bed to the sound of my alarm clock. "hey honey, time for school" my mom says "get up and take a shower, you don't want to miss the bus!". She leaves my room with a smile and closes the door. I get up, shower and pick out my outfit for the day, i'm feeling anti-social today so i put on a baggy purple hoodie and some black ripped jeans (almost all of my jeans are black). For my shoes I just slip on some blue vans, i put my brown hair into a pony tail and head downstairs.

 My backpack is on the floor next to the door when i walk downstairs. I walk over to the counter and pour myself a bowl of cereal. My mom walks into the kitchen and i lose my appetite, "so, you excited to see your friends?" my mom asks "yeah, i guess" i say. I check my watch 6:56am "i have to go, i'll see you after school". I put my bowl down, pick up my backpack and head out the door. The bus arrives at exactly 7:00am, I get on the bus and sit down in a seat at the very back. The bus ride to school isn't very interesting so i'll just skip ahead.

 I arrive at school and put my back in my locker, get my math books and head to math class, (Math class in very boring so i'll just skip to lunch). 

"Wow" i think to myself as I smell the amount of kids not wearing deodorant....(sorry, back to the story) I get my lunch and walk outside, normally I would sit inside but my "friends" don't really want to talk to me so. I find a quiet and nice place behind the bleachers where i can eat and catch up on some reading, i sit down and begin to eat my school lunch. It's not Gordon Ramsey but it's not bad.

 I begin to start reading when all of a sudden I smell a certain trash smell, like rotten apples and gross rapers. I look up to see trash hurdling down coming towards me, I try to move but i'm paralyzed, unable to move. The trash falls on top of me and I now smell like garbage, I look up to see none other then my friends May and that idiot Cheryl. They both ran off giggling while i sat there in my own filth.