Here 'ya all go! Right on the spot! :D Have fun reading! Also I'm sorry I just had to describe the morning, I put my every morning in there today except the person, no one really likes us on the bus besides one of my friends and this annoying guy. Oh, and heres a song that would be good rythm to read with in this chapter.
Flawed Design By Stabilo -
When I was a young boy
I was honest and I had more self-control
If I was tempted I would run
Then, when I got older
I began to lie to get exactly what I wanted
When I wanted it
- And I wanted it
Now, I'm having trouble differentiating
Between what I want
And what I need
To make me happy
So instead of thinking I just act
Before I have the chance to contemplate the
Consequence of action
Bridge:
And I will turn off
And I will shut down
Burying the voices of my conscience hitting ground
And I will turn off
And I will shut down
The chemicals are restless in my head
Chorus:
'Cuz I lie
Not because I want to
But I seem to need to
All the time
Yeah, I lie
And I don't even know it
Maybe this is
All a part of my flawed design
And ever since I figured out
That I could control other people
I've had trouble sleeping
With both eyes closed
And if I asked permission
If I make sure it's ok
I promise I won't slip up this time
You can trust me
But never take advice from someone
Who just admitted to being devious
Who just confessed to treason
And I would also
never ask a question
That I cannot ask myself
For it might
Dirty up your conscience
Chorus:
'Cuz I lie
Not because I want to
But I seem to need to
All the time
Yeah, I lie
And I don't even know it
Maybe this is
All a part of my -
And how can you say those things
Why can't you just believe?
And how can you say those things
And keep a straight face?
And how can you say those things
Why can't we just believe?
And how can you say those things
And keep a straight face?
Bridge:
And I will turn off
And I will shut down
Burying the voices of my conscience hitting ground
And I will turn off
And I will shut down
The chemicals are restless in my head
'Cuz I lie
Not because I want to
But I seem to need to
All the time
Yeah, I lie
And I don't even know it
Maybe this is
All a part of my -
'Cuz I lie
And if I could control it
Maybe I could leave it all behind
Yeah, I lie
And I don't even know it
Maybe this is all a part of my
Flawed design
!!I DO NOT OWN THE SECRET SATURDAYS!!
Zak Goes To Middle School
Chapter 2, WoodCave Middle School
I awoke to my mom shaking and shouting at me to 'Wake Up!' all I did was groan and yell back at her, "Alright! I'm up! I'm up!" I opened my eyes to see her walk away, I got out of my bed, rubbing my eyes from sleep. I looked at the clock, "Eight o'clock AM! Why school!? Why?" I complained and dragged myself to the bathroom. My black hair wiht a spiky white star was a mess and I was still in my pajamas. I entered the bathroom and took a shower, walking back to my room wiht a towel I grabbed he cloths I was going to wear today, my mom had put them there, and put them on. I walked back to the bathroom and brushed my hair so it looked like it usually did, perfectly spiked. Other kids whore their hair like this, right? I brushed my teeth and walked into the hall down to the kitchen, noticing that Fiskerton had been in the hallway waiting for me while Komodo was probally already eating or still sleeping on my bed. I entered the kitchen to see a bowl of cereal on the table, I sighed, I had to go to school soon. My dad and mom walked up to me and I looked at them. "What?" I asked them.
My dad cocked an eyebrow at what I was wearing but didn't say anything, "Your going to ride a bus since we dont have anywhere to place a car since we used to live on an island and now an airship so your going to have to wait at the bus stop."
I groaned and walked to fridge, "Fine." I mumbled and brang out my lunch. I forgot my backpack so I ate my cereal and walked back to my room wihtout Fiskerton because he was talking to my mom and dad about what would happen to me at school. My mom being bright, my dad being nuteral, and my brother being negative. Apparently he didn't want me to go but found it amusing when they told me. I pressed my hand so my door slid open and I stepped in grabbing my pack back at the side. Since I had to take the bus it was supposedly more depressing but also made me more nervous. There was going to be kids on the buss. He was going to meet people more early then I thought I would. I sighed, again for the past two days.
My parents, with the Griffon, dropped me off quickly in a grove of trees that had an opening big enough for the Griffon. I had to walk to my bus stop. It was cold in the morning, like it always is. And the street wasn't that far from here. The Griffon took off in the skies as I walked through the wooden posts. After fifteen minutes the street appeared, with the bus stop. The giant pole with a octagonal red wiht white brodered sign wiht the capitalized word 'STOP' on it. I slumped up against the pole when I reached it but my relaxation wasn't for too long when the sight of flashing lights caught my attention. I looked over to where the source was. The bus was here. I could see kids on it laughing, asleep, half asleep, angry, slouching, and many more expressions. It stoped and opened its door, it was across the street so I had to walk there. I passed across the gray pavement with the feel of people staring at me through the windows. I got up on the stairs and I was happy to find that there were seats in the front. I plopped down on the front seat next to the door and watched it close. There was someone across from me in the other front row but I ignored the person as they scooted closer to get a better look at me. I put me feet up on the other side of the blue leathery seat not wanting anyone to sit by me. I looked out the window as the bus moved on by, picking up more kids that also looked at me as they entered the bus. I put my hands in my pockets since the bus wasn't too anyways. Sooner then I imagined the bus stopped at an enormous building, not in height but length yes. The door opened and I shot out the door before anyone else could. I looked at the school and whispered, "Whoa." I never got to see a picture of the school on the website.
It was brown but with blue linning in the middle, there was a sign in the grassy field in front of it in bulky black lettering that spelled "WoodCave Middle School". I was at a school. Kids were already pilling out of the bus and they all headed to a door. I followed them an entered the glass doors to the school. I walked in and the halls weren't filled with as much people as I thought it would be, that I was happy about. The office was clear in view. There was another hallway leading to another glass door which had one snack machine and one soda machine by it but there was also another door that wasn't open but I guessed was the gym by the size of the doors. There was one huge two doors that were open that led to a large, very large, place that had the smell of food and many long table, I guessed about six of them, and a pack of three bleachers with seven roaws in all three of them, then there was the three huge windows that it had as well. There was another hall with right by the lunch room and it had ablack and dark blue carpet with blue and brown rows of lockers and more halls, including entrances to pods that led to class rooms. Right next to that hall way was a small built in room, it wasn't another door that led to the room it was like a small club house but on the ground. There was an opening for students to walk up to and asked the person sitting at the computer something, which is what the students did do . . . well some. There was a window for something else I had no clue to and then there was a door that led into the room that other students did enter. I walked up to the opening to get my schedule like my parents said to do. I walked up to it and saw the woman sitting on the computer, there was a nametag on her shirt which said, 'Mrs. Cox'.
"Excuse me?" I said. And the Mrs. Cox looked up.
"What is it?" I could tell she was about thirty five and her voice croaky but still good enough to still put order into the school students.
"I'm Zak Saturday, I came for my schedule." I saw her open her eyes wide and then search through many files fastly. I cocked my head. Was I important somehow? I scoffed inside my head, Yeah right! Mrs. Cox held out a two pieces of paper to me from the opening.
"Here you are, Mr. Saturday." Mrs. Cox said and smiled.
I smiled back and took the papers. I walked away dumbfounded then looked at my schedule. Wait! Didn't I get to choose a subject. Wait . . . again. I scowled anry at myself for I kept on thinking that. My parents are the ones who put me in this school! That means they might have already chose a subject for me! I looked down at it and read it.
8:00 - 8:20 | Fisrt Period: Advisory | Mrs. Millar
8:20 - 9:15 | Second Period: Reading | Mrs. Millar
9:15 -10:10 | Third Period: Language Arts | Mrs. Millar
10:25 - 11:15 | Fourth Period: Cryptozoology | Mr. Philips
11:45 - 12:40 | Sixth Period: 1st Lunch
12:45 - 1:35 | Seventh Period: Science | Mr. Park
1:40 - 2:30 | Eighth Period: Math | Mr. Thomas
I stared at it amazed that this school had a class in cryptozoology. I smirked, since I delt with this every since I was born I would even out smart the teacher, correct him when he made mistakes, and even ace some test. Mr. Philips will be conquered by his own student! Thats when I felt confident that . . . maybe . . . school would be fun after all. I walked into the lunch room, since the halls were forbidden in the morning for some strange reason. I went over to the row of green bleachers and sat on the first row by the closest door so I could get out faster to my class before the hallway was crowded. I occupied myself by looking at the other paper Mrs. Cox gave me. I sighed in relief. It was a map of the school, know I didn't have to embrasses myself by looking for the classroom. Suddenly I heard a gasp a couple yards away from, wondering how I could here it probally because it was so loud I was about to turnaround until I heard the bleachers floor rumble and the sound of rushing feet on metal. By a second later I was tackled into a hug and sprawled on the ground being squeezed by someone with such a sweet and familier scent. When I looked up to see who it was I gasped, but lower then that person did.
:D MUHAHAHAHAH!!!!!! CLIFFY FOR YOU ALL!!!! I'm sorry everyone has just been doing cliffies and I wanted to do one so just wait and see the next chapter! :D I hope you had fun reading and please R&R and remember, if you have a question or a request please just PM me or put it on a Review. Have a good day! :3
~ Yours Truly, Star ;)