"I don't have a skull... Or bones" my ringtone went off for school, the same time it does every morning. I groan and moan rolling around in bed.... "Just one more day just one more day" I told my self. I slowly stand up from the purple bed sheets and begin my usual morning routine. I know I'm not the only who hates school, right? Ok.. Ok... I should probably get to the good stuff about me, huh? Hi. I'm Payton, I'm 17 and a senior at Nashville north Brooklyn. Usually people's schools are, nashvill north highschool. But my school is pre-k to 12th grade.
Our towns population is below average so we all share a school. My graduating class is 45 people. Like I said, below average.
My parents moved me and my family here three years ago from Georgia. It kind of grew on me, but I miss the heat, and the big schools with hundreds of kids. But then again, I like it here too. I'm perfectly happy with my two amazing best friends, and my super hot boyfriend!!!
--20 minutes later--
I rush downstairs to see my parents sitting at the table, my mom reading a book eating strawberry yogurt, and my dad reading the newspaper drinking coffee.
"Oh honey, after school you have to take Nichole to tumbling. Me and your father are working late"
"What! Mom, no I have plans with Tanner tonight. You really need to let me know more in advance"
"Payton, you really need to plan your dates around OUR schedule"
I roll my eyes "whatever"
"Bye payton" my dad yells after me
"Goodbye dad" I shut the door