A/N: I was just really in the mood to write something, and this humorous little piece popped into my head. And just let's pretend this is Kagome, for the sake of fanfiction. Enjoy!
A Rude Awakening
Ring! Ring! Went my very persistent alarm clock.
"Five more minutes," I said groggily as I turned over in my sleep. I tried to hit the snooze button on my alarm, but nothing happened. "Turn off already!" I practically cried into my pillow, after a few more loud irritating rings.
After a few minutes of this torturous sound, I decided to finally get up. I sat up in bed, swung my feet over, stumbled towards my small walk-in closet, and shut the door, slightly muffling the annoying rings. I rubbed my eyes, trying to clear them of the crusts that had developed over night, and randomly picked out underclothes, a skirt, and a nice shirt. I leaned against the shelves to start changing, and somehow dozed off again (don't ask).
Ring! Ring! Just a few moments later, the muffled rings traveling through the wood had woken me up again. I sighed, hating myself for going to bed so late the previous night. I finally finished changing, and trudged across the hall to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth to get rid of the acrid taste in my mouth, and washed my face to try and wake myself up a bit more. After my morning ritual, I went back to my room to figure out a way to turn off the seemingly broken alarm clock.
I felt for the off button of the alarm, still not looking at what time it was, dreading to know how early it was. And then, I realized it was on "off."
"What the heck?" I screamed to the sky, which was in reality my ceiling fan. My eyes finally focused on the time.
"Six for-, no, EIGHT FORTY TWO?" I screamed once again, this time at the alarm. "I'm late for school! But wait, why didn't mom wake me?" I asked myself. And then I wondered what was actually ringing – because there was still a ringing sound, penetrating my mind. I looked around the room – and my eyes landed on the phone.
"THE PHONE! The friggin' phone! Now I know why the stupid alarm clock didn't turn off!" I yelled once more to the sky/ceiling. And then I wondered why I didn't have school on a Tuesday (I had casually glanced at my daily calendar). And then it hit me again.
"It's freaking SUMMER!"
A/N: Hope you liked it! This happens to me all the time. (Well, partially. I never actually get up all the way. But I often think the phone in the morning is my alarm clock, and am about to get up until I realize that it's summer break). Please review and tell me what you thought (and if this ever happens to you)!