Class Couple

Chapter One

I woke up in my room without even hearing my phone alarm. I assumed that I woke up early this time, so I just lied there and waited for it to go off. After a while, I checked my phone and realized that it was actually 7:35AM. I'M GONNA BE LATE! Oh no, not today; they're doing hall sweeps this morning! I jumped out of bed and frantically hurried to the bathroom to wash my face and put on my clothes. I ran downstairs and grabbed my book bag from the living room table. Next, I ran to the kitchen and ransacked the cabinets for a pop-tart, a granola bar, something. I gave up as time was running out and I couldn't find anything. "Oh well," I thought to myself as I ran to the front door. Before I hurried out of the door, I realized that I left my math homework in my room and I had to run all the way back upstairs to retrieve it. I sprinted back upstairs and tripped on the imaginary step that I always add to the top of the staircase when I'm rushing. I fell to the floor but quickly got back up as time was wasting away. I grabbed my homework and stuffed it into my book bag and made my way out of my bedroom door again. Right before I left, I noticed a perfectly wrapped granola bar on my nightstand so I opened it up and crammed it into my mouth. I dashed down the stairs, skipping steps as I went. I ran to my mom's car with a granola bar nearly slipping out of my mouth. As I opened the car door and jumped inside, my mom was already sitting on the driver's side. I looked and waited for her to scold me as she stared right back at me. She didn't say anything. She just sat there scanning me.

"You forgot to brush your hair down." She finally said to me.

I felt my hair and noticed that it was all over my head. "Aw man," I groaned as I tried to pat it down, "Oh well, just another bad hair day." I looked at the time on the radio. "It's 7:45. I'm gonna be la-"

"You're gonna be sick if you don't go back and get your damn coat." She cut me off.

"Oh come on!" I sighed as I ran back into the house to retrieve my black petty coat from the hallway closet. Once again, I have caused myself to be late due to lack of setting my phone alarm. Wait, my phone. WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME? I ran back upstairs to my room once more and nearly broke my phone charger from yanking it out of my phone. I pushed it deep into my pocket and ran downstairs while putting on my coat. To my great misfortune, I tripped and fell down the stairs as I was already halfway there. I got back up and noticed blood trickling out of my nose. It was just a little bit and it didn't really hurt so I wiped it off quickly and rushed back to the car.

"Why's your nose bleedi-"

"I have no time, Mom. It's 7:50, just go!"

Mom started the car and off we were to Shaw High school. I checked the car mirror and realized that I looked like I lost a fight. I was literally beat up. I grabbed a brush from under the visor and brushed my hair. It looked pretty descent, but the blood on my nose had already dried so quickly so there was almost nothing that I could do. I tried to chip the little dried flow of blood gently with my nail, but it only made it worse. Then, I licked the blood off with my tongue and saw that it was going away. Well, aside from feeling like a vampire that has just got done licking the blood clean off my face, I realized that the car had stopped. I looked at the radio clock once again and saw that it was 7:55. I only had five minutes to go to my locker and get to class. I got out of my mom's car, looked both ways, and made a dash to school.

"Bye mom." I almost forgot to say.

I ran to the second floor of this three-story building all the way to my locker. My best friend Alexis, whom I call Alex, was already at the locker that we shared and was about to close it. "Wait!" I screamed louder than I initially planned. Everyone in the hallway looked at me but I didn't even care at that point. "Don't close that locker!" I told her in a calmer voice, panting as I threw my book bag into the locker and grabbed my binder.