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The sun shines through my window and I fall out of my bed
“ow” I land on my face like a cartoon character.
“WILL! YOU ARE GONNA BE LATE FOR SCHOOL! JANE IS WAITING FOR YOU!”
Mom yells from down the hall as my door is still closed
shit.
what time is it..
7:54?!
SHIT SHIT SHIT IM GONNA BE SO LATE SCHOOL STARTS AT 8:30
I rush to grab my clothes and backpack and I speed down the stairs
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Jonathan drove us to school today because Mom had some work calls to take care of.
Angela wasn’t at school yesterday
I’m assuming she’s sick or whatever but woohoo for me and El.
Sorry that was a bit rude.
But thank god it’s thursday because I finally have art class today.
I love art.
Any type of art is my favorite.
Music
Abstract
Traditional
Painting
Art is the only thing that can get my mind off stuff
So, Since art is my first class of the day I’m already excited.
9:18 AM Art class
“Okay artists, Today we’re just gonna do sketches in our sketchbooks because I don’t have a lesson for today.”
Everyone quickly grabs their sketchbooks and starts sketches of random things while they talk happily because I know they’re not caring that there’s nothing to do.
But me on the other hand, I was really hoping for a lesson or something to do.
But now I just have to grab my notebook and sketch.
Whatever comes to mind is what I sketch, or if something gives me ideas I'll sketch.
Right now I'm just sketching a tree because that’s a pretty easy drawing.
“Hey Will, what are you drawing?”
Did I forget to mention that Angela is in my class?
Well now you know.
Ugh
“nothing..”
“Well, clearly you're drawing something. If you're drawing nothing then why do I see something on your page?”
“Why do you even care?”
I set down my pencil frustrated and look up at her
“aww you're getting mad. how cute”
Angela coo’s voice is making me sick.
“s-shut up” I say annoyed
I try to ignore her but that clearly doesn’t work.
“Angela stop talking and sit down.”
Finally! A teacher actually told her to shut her ugly mouth and sit her ass down!
My bad, that’s rude.
The bell rings a bit later and everyone rushes out except me.
I help to stay and clean up.
Kids usually never put back the colors or anything so I help clean that up since my next class is just a study hall.
“Thanks William, you don’t need to stay after” Mrs Enila wipes down the tables
“Oh no problem, I like doing this. Art is one of my favorites anyway”
I smile and stack the sketchbooks properly so they don’t tip over and fall.
After that I just head to study hall.
My schedule is pretty simple actually.
Homeroom 8:30-9:00
Art/Gym/Music/Cooking/Tech 9:00-9:30
Study hall 9:30-10:00
Math 10:00-10:45
Ela 10:45-11:20
Lunch 11:20-11:45
Language 11:45-12:20
Science 12:20-1:00
Social studies 1:00-1:40
Study hall 1:40-2:35
I have 2 Study halls because I’m
not in band or choir or anything like that
If I could swap a study hall for a second art class the papers would be signed so fast you wouldn’t even be able to finish your sentence.
Study halls are so boring as well.
No talking, No games, No sleeping.
Literally no, no, and no for like everything
But I guess that’s just school.
3:56 PM My room.
I’ve been home for at least an hour now and I've done nothing but homework and stared at the ceiling.
El had a club meeting today after school so I rode the bus home.
Jonathan is hanging out with argyle after school today and mom had a store to visit
So it’s just me at home.
And then I remember that I have a mix tape I could listen to.
So I grab my headphones and pop in the mix tape.
The first song that starts playing is
“starman” by david bowie
I sigh as it starts playing.
9:36 PM
“Night Will!” El yells from down the hall as I close my door
“Night!” I say
I close out the light and shut the window
I lay down in my bed tired as hell
The moon shines outside while the California sky glows at night and cars honk and drive in the distance of the neighborhood.
Oh god I hope the rest of this year goes well.
Night I guess.
-> link to his mix tape here