Big Time High School
Author Note:
Hi guys, this is my first story here on fanfiction. I hope you enjoy it, I have a few ideas for this story but I'm not sure about them. So please review with feedback so I can decide whether to continue it on not. Thanks!
Chapter One:
Logan's POV:
My eyes flickered open as the sun dimly shone through the window, the clock read 6:45. I pondered my options and decided that it was much to early to get up, I began to close my eyes once more only to be disturbed from my sleep yet again. "Ugh" I groaned, I sat up and saw that I had received a new text from James, it read:
" Hey Logan, where are you? I'm at school waiting, you were supposed to help me with my homework today before class remember? I swear if you've forgotten :("
"SHIT!" I whispered, I quickly sent a reply that said
"Hey James, I didn't forget. What kind of friend do you take me for :P, I'll be there in 10"
I rushed out of bed, not even waiting for him to reply and made a dash to the bathroom. I quickly showered, brushed my teeth, got dressed and styled my hair. Feeling much more refreshed I walked back to my room, faster than usual of course. Why you might ask? Because my friend is sitting at school in the cold, alone and WAITING FOR ME that's why!
After packing the necessary textbooks and tools we would need for the task, I hurried down the stairs, tiptoeing so I wouldn't wake anyone. I reached for the doorknob and just as I was about to grasp it, I heard a loud noise that resembled a dying walrus, it was in fact my stomach. "I don't have time for this" I thought, and as if on cue, my stomach replied with an even louder grumble. I couldn't help but slightly chuckle. I quickly ran to the cupboard and grabbed a box of cereal, no bowl, no spoon and no milk, I really didn't have time. I bolted out the door.
As I was driving to school (faster than I probably should have), I was also shoveling handfuls of cereal into my mouth. I almost caused quite a few accidents because I was enjoying the food so much that it must have taken my attention from the road. I reluctantly placed the recently full, but now almost empty box of cereal onto the floor. "It's for the best" I thought "Actually, no it's for James". James' voice popped into my head and said "Well, they're basically the same thing anyway." I laughed, that sounds like exactly something he would have said if he were here. James and I have been friends for years now, and its creepy how we know more about the other than we do ourselves. I slowly pulled up into the car park only to meet James' cold glare.
I grabbed my bag and slowly exited the car, James kept walking closer to me until he was right in front of me. "Where have you been Logan?" He whined, resembling a 6 year old "I've been waiting here for ages! LOOK AT MY HAIR, LOOK AT IT!" He screeched "Its all wet and out of place and…." I held my hand up, signaling to give me a second. I opened the car door and reached for the glove box, all the while James was standing there groaning. I found what I was looking for, I stood up straight again and presented the item to him. "A hair comb!" he cheered "Thanks Logan, you're the best". Remember what I said about how we know so much about each other? Well yea, this is one of those moments. I always come prepared for situations like these. "That's ok James" I replied cheerfully "How about we get stuck into that homework". We walked and sat at the outside tables to begin our work.