One Hell of a Life
''Chris! Are you ready? You're gonna be late for school!''
My mother's disturbingly loud voice woke me up from my peaceful dreams which were usually about Jenna Smith and me getting married ...
I yawned widely and turned around to face my alarm-clock.
7:55.
Shit.
School was going to start in five minutes.
Oh crap.
I freed myself from the stinky sheets of my bed and quickly rushed to the pile of clothes at the end of my room that had accumaleted itself over the last month. I threw the really dirty ones over my head onto the bed and finally found a decent shirt and jeans for me to wear.
After running into the bathroom and grabbing a toothbrush which I hoped was mine, I practically stumbled into my jeans while trying to brush my teeth. Later I realized that that wasn't of big use as I forgot the toothpaste in the bathroom.
While packing my schoolbooks in my schoolbag and forgetting half of them, I took a quick glance at the clock over the door of my room.
7:59.
Wow, faster than the last time.
With a last horrified look in the mirror, I threw the crammed schoolbag over my shoulder and orbed out into the hopefully empty boys toilet of our school.
It took me 15 seconds to realize I hadn't got my shoes on.
Back in the boys toilet, I was greeted with a distracted sounding
''Hey Chris. Late again?''
of my best friend Mark Brown who was standing in front of one of the dirty mirrors on the wall, styling his blonde-brown hair concentrated. I shrugged helplessly and took my place next to him and tried to make the mess of my hair a not so messy mess.
A few seconds later I heard a satisfied sounding noise and assumed that Mark had finished his every morning procedure and was now waiting for me to go to classes with him.
''You know, you look like shit.''
I turned briefly to glare at him and muttered a quiet ''Thanks, asshole.'' but then turned my full attention back to making my hair a bit less obviously 'late'.
I sighed.
Not a chance.
It was more likely that Wyatt decided on dyeing his hair pink.
I slowly headed for the door but turned curtly to ask
''Are you coming? You don't want to miss the chance to see me embarrass myself in front of Jenna, right?''
Mark grinned toothily and followed me outside with the quiet words
''Never, buddy, never. There won't be a day I get fed up with that ...''
And another perfect day of school had begun ...
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