Escape (boyxboy)

Chapter 1: Promotion From Hell

Chapter 1: Promotion from Hell

Nathalie ----->

Skai's POV:

Seven A.M. waking up in the morning

Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs

Gotta have a bowl, gotta have cereal

Seein' everything, the time is goin'

Tickin' on and on, everybody's rushin'

I groan as I slam my fist against my alarm clock, wondering why I chose that shit of a song for my alarm tone. Every single fucking morning I have to hear that monstrosity screeching into my fucking ears. I really don't have anything against Rebecca Black herself, it's just her goddamn voice that ticks the fuck out of me. Ok yeah, scold me all you want because I know all that shit about insulting people and cursing and bullshit like that, but I really don't give a fuck and it doesn't affect you anyways. Unless I'm cussing you out or something. Which occurs quite often if I do say so myself. And can I say, I am quite the arguer. I have like the best comebacks in the history of best comebacks. At least I'm pretty sure. Gosh I need to stop rambling to myself and get out of bed.

I reluctantly tumble out of bed and head to my attached bathroom to pee my feelings out. Not that I'm actually peeing feelings or anything. Sighing to myself at my retardedness I shuffle to my sink and start brushing my teeth. Since I get antsy if I stay in one position for a long time, I start posing into my mirror with the toothbrush in my mouth. I imagine that it's a dick and start bobbing it in and out of my mouth while simutaneously brushing my teeth. Multitasking bitch. I almost start moaning and then I realize I have a fucking toothbrush in my mouth. Not a penis. I am probably the horniest gay virgin anyone would ever meet. One would think that I am a man slut at first glance, but no, I haven't even had a proper dick in my hands. Much less my mouth. I haven't even seen a man's penis except for my own which doesn't count.

I swear I have like ADHD sometimes I think as I spit and rinse out my mouth. I then wash my face. After my morning process, I look in the mirror and study my face. I have to say, I'm pretty attractive with my sandy blonde hair layered so that it's shorter on top and longer on the bottom. It is also parted to the side some pieces almost poking my stormy, darkish blue eyes. I slightly stroke my very lightly tan skin that I couldn't get any tanner no matter how hard I tried. I would only end up burned with no other change to my skin color. I would get it spray tanned but I don't want to ruin my beautiful skin with chemicals. I also have the most perfect nose I've ever seen, without any surgery! Props to my birthgiver for making me so breathtakingly beautiful. My eyes trail down to my smooth, plump lips. Totally kissable. If I saw someone with my face in the middle of the street I would totally just up and kiss them.

"Are you ready yet you lazyass?!" my mom yells from downstairs. I snap out of my trance and run out of the bathroom and look at my alarm clock that says 7:30 on it. Shit shit shit shit fuck I'm so screwed. School starts in 30 minutes and I'm not even dressed yet. I haven't even taken my shower! Forgetting the shower for today, I run to my walk-in closet and throw out a random black t-shirt and light grey jeans onto my bed. I run out of my closet and start throwing my clothes on. This is why it's so good to sleep in only your briefs. You don't have to waste time taking your clothes off when you're rushed. I run into the closet again and yank on two different colored socks, I honestly don't care right now, and hurriedly grab my favorite white converse that I wash like 3 times a week because I must maintain the beauty of it. I run downstairs into the kitchen where my mom's waiting with my breakfast of scrambled eggs, sausage, and toast. I shovel my food down and kiss my mom's cheek before pulling my shoes on, grabbing my bag and running out the door.