A Short Story : A Story?

Feeling all those eyes stare at me, I knew that my next few actions were vital to my survival. My sleep deprived state may have been the only thing keeping me from storming out of the bus right then and there. It also dictated my next action. Out of energy and fatigued, I decided it would be best to lay my head back and take a nap. I took the most angry, worried, and defeated nap imaginable on that bus ride to the track meet. Waking up to the gust of freezing wind that filled the bus as the door opened, and seeing the gargantuan football stadium made me realize that I had, in fact, survived the awkward bus ride to the regional meet. As I exited the bus and grabbed my pole, I expected to receive even more awkward stares, but alas, none were given. I concluded, with pole in hand, that if everybody had not forgotten about the incident already, they would once the track meet started. My anger temporarily ceased as we set up our tent. Once the tent was set up and I had put my pole in a safe position, my free hand reached for my phone. As I pulled out my phone and gently placed my thumb on the home button, the screen lit up. “7:25,” the screen said, as if to mock my anxiousness as I drove to

BEEP BEEP BEEP the alarm clock goes off, it reads 6:00 am , I'm up and ready to get in the shower. By 6:50 I'm dressed and ready to start my 25 minute walk to school. It’s 7:15 and I'm walking through the doors of Holy Name Central Catholic High School. RING now it's 7:20 time to get my books for my classes. RING It is now 7:40 the official start of the school day and the official start of my first class. What you didn't know was that I went to bed at 11:30 pm because I was up doing my homework and studying for the test and quizzes that I have this week. Why did you got to bed at 11:30 you ask? Well when I get home from walking for 25 minutes I have to do my chores, watch my brothers and run errands with my mother and do my school work.

Waking up in the morning filled me with dread. I didn’t want to go to school. Why would I when all that was waiting for me there was anxiety and stress? Loaded with four AP classes, each day was a test of my endurance, my ability to last throughout hours of lectures and assignments. Every night was passed with me studying for the next day of class and sitting at my computer writing an essay

Sarah Montgomery sat on the small ledge by the window seat, watching longingly as happy children walked home from school. Murphy was on her lap, whom she was petting gently. Sarah took one last glance out the window before heading downstairs, with Murphy following at her heels.

I was charging across campus in a daze, only focusing on the handful of memory refreshers in my hand. People were bumping me as I pushed my way through several crowds just trying to get to class on time. I looked down at my pristine steel gray Akribos watch noticing that I had two minutes to get to my Anatomy and Physiology class for my final of first semester. My quick pace immediately turned into a sprint as I still had to journey half way across campus. The brisk fall wind blew my hair against my face as the fall leaves fell from the trees. I ran through the doors of Kela Lecture Hall and flew up the right staircase to find the door to my class slowly closing. I sprinted full speed towards the door and slammed my hand between the wall

Beep, beep, beep, sounded my alarm, 7:05 glared across the screen of my fluorescent alarm clock into my squinted eyes in the barely lit room. My legs quickly jolted out of my bed, I was late again, I was supposed to be in the car by 7:25, of course since I was already running very late, it was also the type of morning when I had nothing prepared. I had no idea what to wear, and hadn’t packed my lunch or backpack, but at this point i had only been awake for around 5 minutes, so I wasn’t thinking very clearly. I grabbed all of my stuff and made it out the door only 5 minutes late. Since I left a little bit late, I had to sit in traffic on Woodruff Road, but luckily I made it to first period on time, I was in geometry, when the teacher asked us to get out our homework, I dug in my backpack and couldn’t find my notebook anywhere, meaning that I had left it at home. So I had already woken up late, and now also forgotten my math homework, I figured that my thursday couldn’t get much worse, I was wrong.

Caleb sat on the porch listening to the sounds surrounding him. Occasionally he would hear a soft nicker coming from the barns. Normally it made him smile. Not tonight. Tonight he felt like he had the weight of the world on his shoulders.

The bounty on Mako’s head was great, he won all of land and a meal with the king. Mako had some time to think, but then he had made up his mind. He wanted to use his winnings to build the biggest castle imaginable. After a few months, his dream became a reality. The castle stood tall above the rest of the town. It stretched up as high as the clouds, and stretched out as far as the sea. Mako sat out on the window looking at the sea. He had moved far away from his home and his grandpa was not with him. He glanced at the town's people, laughing and playing around the town square. Mako couldn't stop thinking about his grandfather. As his grandfather had solemnly refused to move into the castle with Mako and his mother. Mako’s mother called him down from the kitchen,” Breakfast is ready Mako.”. Mako slowly walked down the cold stone staircase. His shoulders drooping, eyes rolling, and was not talking as energetic as he used to. His mother asked,

Ninety degrees and humid. Humid enough to feel moisture coating everything, feeling sticky hands clinging to hair and damp clothes. The air, thick with scents of spilled garbage festering in the heat, exhaust from cars working double to keep their interiors cool, tantalizing odors floating from nearby pizzerias, the oily smell of hot asphalt blistering under the relentless sun. Very few people brave the heat, and the few that do move in a sluggish manner. Except for a pair of girls that would appear insane to any onlookers.

My heels are clicking against the cement in rhythmic pattern, and the rain falling in its own. It is gray, cold and wet. roughly 15 degrees today. I hear the shuffling of police men and detectives, mumbling to themselves and . I catch the attention of a curly haired woman

Jumping off Steve’s motorcycle, Curbie kisses her father’s cheek before running into the front door of school, literally. Groaning she picks herself up from the ground, and opens the glass door. Running in she quickly slides and gets past the incoming traffic of high school halls. Upon reaching her locker she sees the familiar brown hair head of her best friend. "Peter!" She yells reaching him and launching herself on his back. "Hello best friend." She gives him a cheeky smile while resting her chin on his shoulder.

Pidge sighed and flopped down onto her bed. "Ugh... I'm so bored," she muttered. She lied there, staring at the ceiling blankly. She blinked, the ceiling light making her squint. No wonder her eyesight was so bad. She turned over and picked up her phone. As the screen lit up, she had an idea. She called Lance.

Tamotsu’s twin sister, Tatiana, practically barrelled Anya over as she stormed into his room, raging, “You didn’t fucking tell me mom was sending you off again. None of you ever tell me anything. Stars, I hate you sometimes, you’re stupid, why do you always let her do this to you?” she demanded, the words tumbling out of her mouth in a heedless rush.

As I arose the next morning my father had made me a slice of toast with strawberry jelly on it and some orange juice. Annika, Zoe and I carpool in the morning and so I waited patiently for her mother to come pick me up. As they picked me up we all jammed out to Beyonce's new tunes to try and get all the stress out of our bodies. Once we got to school, we announced our goodbyes and went our separate ways. As class dragged on I couldn’t help but wonder what if this the year I didn’t meet the requirements to

I finally got outside and it’s 7:35 .Thoughts started to rush through my head like a running river. I wonder if the bus came yet? If so, how am I going to get to school today? Although these thoughts came rushing in my head; I knew that the bus would come whenever it chose to come, leaving me bewildered in the process. Finally, I arrived at school infinitesimally irritated with how my morning had gone so far not knowing things would get much worse as my day had so much in store for me. I got to school and started to go through the line to get breakfast. I got my food and I was on my way to class, but then, a person whose name I have no idea bumped into me and caused my arm to spill all the food that was nestled in it. Great, I'm hungry and now I will stay that way until someway, somehow I find food to quench my hunger. I walked to the first period and