I groan as I roll over to turn off the alarm. I squint at my bright phone screen screaming at me to wake up. Half asleep, I make out the clock to read 6:00 AM and collapse back onto my bed.
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Cursing mornings, I abandon my sanctuary and trudge towards my bedroom door. As my bloodshot eyes emerge from the comfort of the dreams and darkness, everything comes into focus. Squinting my eyes at the harsh, bright, lights of the bathroom, I think about the day ahead of me and start to look forward to seeing the people I love. I pull out my phone to check social media while brushing my teeth. Instagram, Twitter, Facebook, nope, nope, nope. Let me check Snapchat… Oh! Hannah and Tori look so cute today! …show more content…
One uneventful bus ride later and a walk that seemed like hours, I finally get to Christie. Being at school brings back memories of a fresh wound: my first C in a class in years. Upset, I rant to Christie about the grade and how scared I am. She effortlessly calms me down and assures me that everything is going to work out. The thirty precious minutes we have together in the morning go by as if a cheetah was winding the clock. Reluctant to say goodbye, she walks me to the staircase as we finish our conversation and I thank her for preventing me from freaking out. I don’t know how she always knows what to say.
An hour later, Maria walks into class and we start working on our emergency room presentation. When I check my phone, she makes fun of my obsession with potatoes and how it’s my phone's wallpaper screen. Proud of my love for them, I laugh off her hollow criticisms and compare Wall-E, the movie, to our imaginary ER. Spending the rest of the hour bickering, the bell rings and we head to Language Arts. I spend the entire hour saying, "Cough you," in substitution for, “Bless you,” every time she coughs. Her laughter and fake judgement killed me every