Day 1
Beep! Beep! Beep! Click.
Lance tapped his alarm clock, silencing it. Yawning, he rolled onto his back. He lay like that for a few minutes, trying to decide if he should get ready or try to get a few more minutes of sleep. He decided it was best to go ahead and get up before his mom came to wake him. He rolled out of be and stumbled over to his dresser, fumbling through it in search of some to wear. He decided on a baby blue t-shirt and a pair a jeans. He pulled them on and stepped out of his room, flicking a switch, illuminating the first light he has seen all morning. Once he had adjusted to the new light, he trudged into the kitchen to fix himself some breakfast.
He took one last look in the mirror and grabbed his bag. He scurried to the front door where his mom was waiting, keys in hand.
Pulling into the newly forming line in the parking lot, they exchanged "love you"s and "have a good day"s. Lance stepped out of the car once they got to the entrance of the large, brick building and, with a quick wave behind him, headed towards it. Under his breath he let out a "first day of high school, here goes nothing."
He looked at the map and schedule in his hands and tried to make sense of when he was supposed to go. Giving up, he started looking for a teacher who could point him in the right direction. He finally made it to his homeroom and looked around hoping to see some familiar faces. Alas, he didn't know a single person in the room. Beeeep! The bell to signal the start of the day rang and his teacher began attendance, handing each student a final copy of their schedule as he called their name. Lance looked over the new schedule and was happy to see nothing had changed. Theater, Math, Chorus, and Science in the first semester, and English, Chorus, History, and Gym in the second.
The rest of the day went about as well as any other first day of school, teachers introducing themselves, a bunch of paperwork for parents to fill out, and tracking down friends during lunch.
When he got home, he followed his normal routine of grabbing a bite to eat, doing homework (what little he had on the first day), and checking social media. He went to bed early that night, both tired from the sudden change in sleep schedule and anxious about how his teacher would prove to act through the rest of the time he would spend with them.