Brandons POV

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My alarm clock buzzes in my ear at precisely 6 o'clock. Who's idea was it to make emotional, stressed teenagers get up at an unholy hour?! I push the alarm clock on the floor and hope that it will turn off. Eventually it does and I flop back on my bed. I think about the day I will have at school...

First period: Law and Society- Where learning about curfew and the process of arrest is fun :/

Second period: Civics- The only class I actually enjoy because the teacher leaves me alone

Third period: Gym- I can't play any sport besides baseball and that's not even a school sport here. I think they want me to suffer

Fourth period: Algebra- Where all the snobby rich girls are

Then finally lunch where I can semi relax. I just don't know who to sit with most of the time

Fifth period: Science- This teacher gets so off topic its not even funny

Sixth period: English- Sure poems are fun to read, but the homework keeps you up till 2 am

Seventh period: German- I prefer to speak my own language, thank you very much

Can I just not go today. Maybe if I fake puke I can just lay in my warm and comfortable bed. My thoughts soon are whisked away by my mother calling me down for breakfast. Guess I have to go. I roll over and force myself onto my feet. I pick out some dark blue skinny jeans and a over sized Green Bay Packers sweatshirt. Cam gave me this sweatshirt for my 8th birthday. We both knew it would be to big to fit on my tiny body, but we figured I would just grow into it. Plus, he's in love with that team. He is their biggest fan, and probably still is. Now that I can fit in it, I wear it all the time. It just reminds me so much of him and our long forgotten childhood. I grabbed my book bag from beside my door and walked to the kitchen. I saw my dad kissing my mom goodbye, leaving for work, while my mother was still cooking breakfast. I was a pretty good mix of them. I had my dads light blue eyes and my moms dark brown hair. They were awesome

"Good morning hun" My mom turned to look at me while she was still flipping pancakes on the stove.

"Hi mom" I sat down at my usual spot at the table and pulled out my phone from my back pocket. 'No new messages' it would read from him. It seems like I get my hopes up everyday to feel them come crashing down. Cam hasn't texted in ages and I'm slowly giving up on us.

"I'm gonna head out, have a big test today" I put my backpack on my shoulders again and started for the door.

"You need to eat something Brandon. I'm almost finished anyway"

"I'm good, really. I just need to go"

I closed the door slowly and headed for school, preparing for a long day ahead....

Written by: Paige

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