Prologue
Monday, Tuesday, Wedsnday, Yes you get it what I mean. Everyday I wake up to get dress and come down stairs eating my normal breakfast like cereal, eggs and bacon. My Parents talking about politics and what the next darn president would be for 2016. My sweet Mother kisses my cheeks to say farewell for the moring. I wait outside at least 20 mins for the bus to pick me up. Uselessly the bus is noisy due to the fact some students are yelling and screaming at each other for innapitroe reasons. Meanwhile, I would Rather sleep in the bus listening to music or awake.
I would arrive at my high school on time just to walk around in deep t