My alarm clock startled me. I sat up and checked the time: 7:30. I pushed the blanket off of me and walked to my sink. The light shone through my window just enough to see my reflection in the mirror. I fixed my hair to make sure it looked perfect. Soon enough, I had on a dark grey v-neck and jeans. My teeth were brushed and my face was washed. I walked back to my bed and checked the clock: 7:45.
I live alone in a fairly small apartment. I work part-time in a grocery store as the bag boy, and the rest of my time goes to school. I'm just happy that I can afford a place of my own. I don't have a girlfriend, or a pet or anything to keep me company. I mean, I have friends I can talk to but I don't get to socialize much. My schedule is busy, but it's the same routine every day. So yes, my life isn't the most interesting; it's nothing you would watch like on reality television.
I grabbed my backpack and headed downstairs. I walked to school, but I didn't mind. At 18 years old, you'd think I'd be driving around in a car, but in the town I live in, a car is not really necessary. Most of the important places are within a walking distance, and I figure I could help save the planet by not polluting it. So I get a great deal of exercise every day.
The bell rang and class began. I sat in the front of the room while a majority of other people sat in the back, further away from the teacher. I could hear everyone talking while I sat down writing what was on the board, but the teacher had not yet arrived. I hear laughter and I could feel crumpled up papers being thrown at me but, I ignore it. I ignore most everything in school. I'm not one of the populars, but I wouldn't call myself a complete nerd. I'm just an average guy you would see walking down the halls.
I felt a couple more papers hit my back when something surprised me. I heard the screeching of a chair being pulled back, right next to me. I looked up to see an unfamiliar face.
"Uhm, I'm sorry. Are you in this class?" I asked.
"Yeah, I'm new." She smiled.
"Just letting you know, if you don't like being called on by the teacher too often, you might prefer sitting in the back." I suggested.
She turned around to look at the back of the room where all the other students were misbehaving, then turned back to me and said, "…No, I think I'm good here."
She smiled and took her pencil out, and began to write. I stared at her for a moment, sort of confused, and then smiled. I looked down at my paper, then to her, then back at my paper, and continued to write.
Note: Okay! So I decided to attempt to write another multi-chapter when I randomly got this great idea! Please review and tell me if I should continue! I'll try to update as soon as I can. Thank you guys! 3 (: