I woke up to the blaring of my stupid, annoying alarm clock.
"Grayson, get up, you'll be late for your first day of school," My mom called from downstairs. Wait, did she say first day of school? At that thought I practically jumped out of bed and then began to brush my hair, then threw on my favorite outfit. It was a blue beanie to help my disheveled, curly, black hair, a shirt that said 'It's a dam Percy Jackson thing' made personally for me by the Stoll cousins, skinny jeans, and purple converse. I then proceeded to head downstairs for breakfast.