Kenneth cracked an eye open at the sound of an alarm clock. Since when did he have an alarm clock? Blinking slowly he rose from his very messy bed staring at the beeping object. Reaching over to shut it off he slipped falling on the floor. Knocking his nightstand some the alarm clock tipped hitting him across the back of his head. "Ow.." That had shut the alarm clock off good enough but he needed to get to school. Rising from the floor he slipped flip flops on scratching his back lightly. A yawn coming from his mouth he quietly stumbled out of his room making it to the kitchen. "Too early for breakfast.." Placing a hand on the table he searched blindly for his keys finally grabbing them. He hoped he had put gas in his car yesterday. Probably, maybe, most likely so. He reached for his one strap back pack slipping it on even if it was just filled with random art mediums along with sketches. Scratching his messed black hair he somehow made it in front of the school his car parked sideways in one of the spots. He didn't really care just had to make it to class. Though, he had forgotten to change out of his night clothes wearing a loose black shirt along with pajama pants. With the flip flops, it looked as though he hadn't even bothered with getting ready for school. Walking inside he would casually move towards the art room. That was basically his whole school day, no teachers wanted him in their class due to him sleeping through them. Hell, they give him detention just more sleep. He would continue walking bumping into James sending the kid's books sprawling along the floor. "Oh, sorry man.." He would continue walking towards the art room getting a few looks at his apparel. Eyes half closed he would make it to the art room door. Digging in his pajama pocket he would search a few getting his keys out again. Placing it in the key hole he would turn it opening the door. The art teacher gave him a spare so he could come in early and work on whatever he wanted. He was really a good artist and Kenneth knew it. Slipping inside he shut the door not even thinking about the nerd he had just bumped into. Tossing his back pack on a back table near the window he would slide onto the top of the table using the back pack as a pillow. He would spend a few hours here, go to lunch, then go to the music auditorium. Sounded like a perfectly good day to him. Hands slowly sliding behind his back he would retrieve an MP3 player slipping on the headphones. Eyes closing he would listen to the music for a good inspiration while simply looking as though he was asleep. Inspiration wasn't found it came to you. Music was just one of the ways Kenneth called it.
Originally posted by DarkDethbringer(If that's the case, let's just say I never paid attention to what the others were doing. I took the kid's book while he wasn't looking and started reading it.)
~onething to clear up when you hav eto piss thsi nerd off I am not asking you to kill him or even givbe him a swirly just bug him offend him the slightest thing will make him angry! the nerds name is James for easier reference~
Originally posted by Movie_Geek_
Kate's brother pulled up with a sudden stop in a parking space, the stop sent Kate forward a little. "I do not care if this is your car, I am driving hom! You are going to get us killed. I have my licence too. " Her brother shrugged and laugh, "what you don't trust me." "At this point I do not know." She knew was did it in part just to bug her but Kate still did not like it. She walked up the steps to the school and started for her first class. Her brother, Mark, in the other direction for his class. "See you after school Mark. "He gave her a small wave goodbye.
((I will just be form this point. ))