Infamous
Adjective
well known for some bad quality or deed
wicked; abominable
"erm I was 'infamous', I wasn't necessarily popular, I meant I wasn't you know unpopular or hated…but everybody knew who I was…for some reason.."
17 year old Dan's eyes snap open to the sound of his annoyingly penetrating alarm clock. With his vision still blurry, he tries to make out the outlines of his bedside table, before surrendering and flinging out his arm in a desperately blind attempt to stop the noise that pieced his dream with the shrill sound of reality.
Once he finds the source of the irritating beeping and shuts it up, he rolls over, curling up as much as possible in attempt to prevent any more heat from his blanket escaping.
He turns his phone on, which lies next to him in bed like some kind of security blanket- lover, and flickers on to reveal to him the date and two text messages.
January 5th
Oh, fuck.
He tries to close his eyes, maybe if he went back to sleep the holidays would reset? His attempt is rudely interrupted when a warm slimy tongue is pressed to his face. Great, even the dog wanted him up.
Agonizingly, he drags himself out of bed and gets ready for school as slowly as possible as if to try and put the day on hold.
It turns out he had slept in too late and his mother had to leave for work, which meant he had to walk to the station. It was only 10 minutes away but, like traditional British weather, it was hammering rain outside.
Normally Dan would have skipped school on a day like this, but it was his first day of his second semester of his final year. He guessed that was kinda important enough not to skip. He sighs; before jingling the keys in his front door and locking it behind him. His phone buzzes again but he ignores it and begins his descend to his own personal hell.
A/N: Hey, so im back with a new category? idk if i like it...it'll be a chaptered fic. i'll try to update once a week if i can. If you like please review and like it and all that jazz.
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