property of liam dunbar {boyxboy}

four • property of liam dunbar

{liam dunbar}

Two weeks later

I woke up to my alarm screaming get up. I slid my lock screen turning off the alarm, I put it back on my side dresser and turned my head to go back to sleep. But something deep down inside me told me don't go back sleep get up and get dressed.

I push myself up on my bed with a groan. I walk to my bathroom, I look in the mirror and I had light normal bags under my eyes. I brush my teeth and wash my face.

I pull out some blue jeans from my drawer and a plain navy blue shirt. I pull some socks on my feet and my old black converse. Grabbing my phone, backpack and keys I leave my room and down the stairs.

The smell of eggs and bacon aroma hit my nostrils like a punch.

When I entered the kitchen she was standing over the stove cooking the eggs.

"This smells delicious mom" I take a seat at the bar, "Thank you. Here's your schedule..." She hands me a white paper. Let's see what classes she got me.

Period 1: Advanced Physical Education
Period 2: Pre-Calculus
Period 3: US Government
Period 4: Senior English
Period 5: Lunch
Period 6: Human Anatomy & Physiology
Period 7: Spanish 3-4

   Ugh, Spanish 3-4. I took Spanish 1-2 my freshman year now I need to do Spanish 3-4 for me to be in an In-State University. I hate Spanish, I can't speak Spanish words but I know how to read it.

   "Are you excited about the new school year?" She asked smiling at me as she put food on my plate.

I really wasn't excited about the new school year like I usually was. "No" I said not really caring, she looks at me and frowns.

   "Why not Liam" she came around the bar and sat next to me, "Because mom we move all the time and I don't have long time friends. And I always have to start over every time." I ate all my food and grabbed my bag.

"I know honey, maybe this will be the last stop for us" she rubbed my left arm soothingly "yeah, you said that last time but we still moved. And that's a little maybe" I turn and leave the house.

I leave out the front door and drive to this new school, that my mom put me in.

When I arrived to the school, I put this little parking permit hanger sign up on my rear view mirror. There was a this huge line of cars going into the school.

"Now I gotta wait" my hand drops from the steering wheel as I was waiting for the line of cars to move forward.

Three minutes later the cars were moving and I was in the school's parking lot. I park the car and get out.

I walk to the school and look down at my schedule. Advanced Physical Education. My mom picked my classes, and since I'm doing lacrosse she picked a class for me to work out for sports. Great. Hint the sarcasm.

   The bell rang for first period and I wasn't even close to the class. I run to the gym area.

   I walk in the room and the teacher turns to me "Your late" he said. "I'm sorry, I couldn't find the class" half of that was true and the other half was that I didn't want to come in.