Blake: I took my key out of the ignition of my car, and walked out of my Chevy. My red hair blowing in the early autumn wind. I walked through the doors of the school, and tried to get to my first class. I still had sleep layered on my brown eyes when I finally plopped into my desk. I managed to smuggle one of my headphones through my sweatshirt, and land it in my palm. I held my palm up to my ear where the song Who Are You Now by Sleeping With Sirens.
Brett: I finally woke up to the sound of my screeching alarm clock which had apparently been ringing for the past half hour. I had wondered why neither of my parents woke me up, and then I remembered that my mother was out looking for a job, and had left early. It had been pretty rough since we had moved here from Australia. I threw my alarm clock across the room, hearing it clatter near my window. I just put on some jeans, and started walking towards the school.
Glad to meet you! I hope that we become great friends!
Warning: Objects in a mirror may be distorted due society's unrealistic views of beauty.
If you're feeling lost, alone, suicidal, or have tendencies to self-harm, come talk to me. I might not always know what to say, but I'll be there.