chpt. 9

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It was Friday morning "beep,beep,beep" my alarm had gone off to wake me up. I pushed cover from over my head and sighed in frustration. I know I said I would be excited for today but honestly right after I had fallen asleep, I was soon awakened by the loud thunderstorm from outside my bedroom's window. So I practically just stayed on my phone and watched youtube until I could fall right back asleep.

I don't know if I should blame me or the weather for my lack of sleep, but I am TIRED!!!. I opened my curtains, mind you it's still summer weather, but it was gloomy outside because of the rain, but other than that it looked decent out.

I grabbed my phone up from my nightstand and connected it to my speaker so that I could play some music. The first thing that I did was brush my teeth, the next step was hopping into the shower.
[30 minutes later]

I grabbed the towel from over the shower rod and wrapped it around myself. Once it was fully wrapped, I washed my face, so I grabbed my face moisturizing cream from my cabinet and put dots around my forehead and nose area, because that was the main spot where I would break out. Once I cleaned myself up I went into my closet and decided on what to wear.

I sat there and begin thinking and it had finally came to me that I had just bought a new outfit and I really wanted to wear it. My outfit contained a grey one piece jumpsuit, white vans, and my vans hoodie. I turned my speaker off, switched off the lights, grabbed my bag, shut my door, and walked down the stairs.
"Good morning ma" I kissed her cheek.
"Good Morning to you too daughter, are you eating breakfast?".

"Sure what do you have?"
"I got waffles and sausage, it's the quickest thing I could get before u left for school"
"oh that's fine mom, thank you"
"your welcome". I grabbed a plate from the cabinet, I put two waffles, and sausage onto my plate. I sat down at the table, before eating I blessed my food and bit into my sausage.
"Mmm, mama this is good".
"I know, you've been saying to me for a while that you wanted sausage for breakfast so I made you some".

"Aww you thought about me" she laughed. Once I was done with my breakfast I washed my plate, dried the dish and put it into the rack. I kissed my mom once again on the cheek.
"ok I'm heading to school, see you later have a great day at work"
"have a good day school love you"
" love you too. I walked into the living room and grabbed my keys from inside the bowl and ran to my car, because it was still somewhat raining.
[25 minutes later]

I parked my car, and turned off the ignition, I grabbed my bags from the car and locked up. I texted Lance to meet me out front, he soon appeared by the main doors.

I began walking so that I could get to class, and Lance pulled me toward him.
"Look your walking way to slow, just because it's raining outside it does not mean you have to sulk around"
"ugh, my feet are killing me, do you see how far the student parking lot is from the main entrance". "That means you need to start working out".

We walked into the building talking as we made it to math class.
"I do work out, but that has nothing to do with me trying to catch my breath here and there"
"it has a lot to do with it but say whatever you want it's okay".

Math class ended with us playing board games and bingo. Surprisingly Mr. Bryer didn't have anything on his schedule to do today so he decided to make it a fun day.

I won bingo twice so I earned 20 bonus points, and I gladly took them to add to my grades. Today in Art we had to choose a partner to draw and I went with Sarayah because she looked dressed up. I made her sit in front of the window so that it could give off a modern day setting.

She obviously loved it, I could tell she had good taste. Our lunch break was the everyday thing, we all put in money for something we could agree on and today we went with Tacos. So we went by a nearby Taco bell and we all got 3 tacos and a drink. Once we had made it back to school we sat in the back of the cafeteria and ate because it was raining outside.

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