Click. Click. Click
My fingers danced quickly across the keys as I typed out my history homework, I was halfway done before I sighed and cracked my back and stretched. I stood from the chair and groaned, great, my butt was numb.
I walked to the bathroom and did my business then left my room to grab something to eat I opened the fridge and saw a weird fruit, it was a faded blue and had a weird paw print on the front, it also had yellow swirls every so often I picked it up and saw it was sort of like an apple but had a curled stem I shrugged and bit into it hungrily swallowing then stopped grabbing my throat.
Blech! What the heck is that thing? Is it rotten?
I rinsed my mouth out with a sigh and tossed the rotted fruit in the trash. I walked up the steps and changed for the day. I had stayed up to the wee hours of the morning. I sighed rummaging around my closet and pulled on a pair of skinny jeans, I then grabbed a dark blue shirt that had a nirvana smiley face on it. I pulled on pair of combat boots and rummage around for my favorite scar with a hood. It was white and the hood covered most of my face but my mouth.
I sighed and brushed out my unkempt black hair, I looked very much like a guy, even though I was 17 I wasn't quite graced with any form of womanly attributes, I was scrawny but muscular. I left my room grabbing my skateboard as I passed I moved down the steps and into the cool summer breeze. I hopped on my skateboard and flew down the sidewalk weaving through obstacles absent-mindedly.
I soon made it to the rundown park and found a tree, I leaned against it and relaxed thinking over what I had left to do in homework.
"lookout!"
boink! He hit me with a chrome bat!How can I look out!
