It was a normal day, just like any other start of term.
My alarm beeped and I my hand connected with the button. "Shut up!" I groaned dragging myself out of bed. I glanced at my alarm: it was 6:30 am. I grabbed my dressing gown and walked into the bathroom. I pulled the light switch cord and the cord to turn on the shower. I turned up the temperature from setting 5 to setting 7. I pulled off my pyjamas and stepped into the shower. I quickly washed myself and grabbed my shampoo and washed my hair. I started to sing my song for the drama club play whilst I washed out the shampoo. "As you fall down the rabbit hole, tumbling down. You'll find cake to make you big and drinks to make you small. The mad hatter is waitin' evil and terror reign. The red queen is back again and the white queen's turned to snow. There's only one thing we know for sure... Alice ain't here no more." I sang.
"Sarah?" My mum called.
"What were you just singing?"
"Alice ain't here no more. Why?"
"Just wondering. Weren't you meant to have come up with the music for it by today? You haven't have you?"
"No. Sorry mum, it's just I can't read or write music let alone play the piano for it. I'm going to ask Ryan for help with it at lunch time." I stepped out of the shower and dried my self off. I quickly rubbed a towel against my hair trying to vaguely dry it off. I put the towel on the radiator and grabbed my dressing gown. I pulled it on and walked back into my room. I pulled my clothes out of the wardrobe. I pulled on my underwear then my white shirt then my navy tights and my navy pinstripe skirt. Then I put on my navy, red and white tie and my red jumper with my school logo on it on. I walked over to the vanity and brushed my long gingery brown hair so that it looked half way decent and I brushed down my fringe. I put on a tiny bit of concealer for the scar next to my right eye. I grabbed my eye liner and put on a bit so that it looked natural but was enough to bring out the tiny flecks of blue in my green eyes or vice versa. I pulled on my burgundy glasses. I grabbed my black vans bag with pink pigs on. I shoved my books in my bag. I tossed in my English folder and my newly received copy of "To kill a mockingbird", I grabbed my script for the drama club production of Alice in Wonderland and put it in my bag. I also put in my penguins are cute t- shirt and my "Art is the weapon against life as a symptom" t-shirt and black leggings and black skinny jeans and jolly roger knee high converse in my bag. I found my sketchbook and chemistry books and put them in my bag and my keep calm and rock out note book and pencil case. I zipped up my bag and took my iPod and phone off charge and put them in my bag and I shoved my house key and purse in my pocket. I grabbed my brown military jacket and my bag and ran down the stairs. It was only 7:15. I tossed my jacket and rucksack onto the sofa. I walked into the kitchen and turned on the kettle. I quickly put a chocolate pop tart in the toaster. As my older sister Rachel says I don't have a blood sugar level, I have a sugar blood level. And at the moment there's too much blood in my sugar! I sat down in the living room on the sofa next to my golden Labrador Basil who's cuddling up to my bag. I turned on my radio and listened to Chris Moyles on the breakfast show. I relaxed for about 10 minutes.
"Bug, bug, bug, bug, bug, bug, bug, bug!" My phone sang. I turned off the radio and put my coat on.
"Bye Mum!" I yelled. She came and gave me a hug.
"Have a good day sweet heart!"
"I'll try." I walked down the road and sat on the wall at the bus stop. I pulled my notebook out of my bag and looked at Alice ain't here no more. 'How on earth am I going to write a piano piece to go with this? I can't even play piano!' I thought to myself. 'Shut up Sarah and stop being so pathetic!' I thought to myself again. I put my notebook back and pulled my iPod out. I made a quick playlist of classical and songs with piano in. So that wasn't very much... It was some David Garrett covers and some Muse (the exo-genesis symphony, I belong to you and neutron star collision). Like I said. Not very much. I had just reached the third part of the exo-genesis symphony when the bus pulled up.
I grabbed my purse from my bag and pulled out 2 pound coins. "Child single to town please." I asked routinely. I gave the driver my coins and pulled the ticket from the machine and grabbed my 10p change. I grabbed my seat towards the back. Gabby wasn't there. "Cez, do you know where Gabby is?" I asked my friend Cerian.