I'm sorry that the ending's not the best, but it got to the point that the story would just drag on if I kept it going, so I had to cut it short. Hope you enjoy it anyway because there's a severe lack of detroit rock city fanfics on the net! - Strutter
"Up! Get up! Out of bed Jeremiah!"
Jam groaned as his mother pulled off his quilt. Squinting at his KISS alarm clock, he slumped face-first back onto his pillow when he saw the time was only 7.30. Wednesday morning. What kind of a stupid system had the new school semester start on a Wednesday?
"Jeremiah! You have to go to school! I told you not to go to bed late on your last night of holidays because you wouldn't wake up in the morning!"
His mum rattled on as he got out of bed as slowly as possible. Ever since that KISS concert late last year, he had stopped taking his mother's shit to the same extent. However, instead of going to the magnitude of abusing his mother, he instead chose to do as she said…as slow as possible. Jam pulled down the KISS t-shirt he had slept in and headed down the stairs.
Walking through the kitchen, Jam grabbed a piece of toast before heading out the door. "Bye mum!" he called, knowing full well what she would say next.
"You are not going to school dressed in the clothes you slept in! I will not have my son appear as a slob to the world! You- JEREMIAH! COME BACK HERE!"
Jam slammed the door and walked casually to the bus stop.