Finally, I was ready to leave. I step out to face the cold morning. I go meet my friends at the bus stop. We wait for the bus. The antique bus finally approaches. The driver looks at me with a dirty look and murmurs “You’d better behave” I mean, me! I would never misbehave. I walk off and stumble up the stairs. I sit down and get my homework out that has to be in by period 2. When I finish we are nearly at school. There is a big rush to get off. I don’t know how or why but the bus is always colder than the outside. I go and line up with my friends. When that dreaded bell rings I am greeted with a warm welcome from Miss Hallahan shouting “Tuck your shirt in, take that hat off and those trainers off! Where’s your report!” What a nice teacher!
After my first two lessons I go and get something like a nice warm doughnut and a drink. I go the field with my friends to relax from the hard school. Before you know it the bell has rung and we have to dash to our next lesson so we won’t be late again. Luckily we only have science so we are not too late.
After my next two lessons I go and put my bag away and then try and sneak into lunch with Sam and Dan. We’re not usually successful so we go and just hang around the boring school with nothing to do, just relax. When we go to lunch we have to queue with a bunch of smelly other students because I am small that’s even worse. Well not if its female year 11s or female 6th formers. At last we get into lunch. I dash to get the last burger before a year 8 does. I sometimes wonder what the school food is actually made of. Most of the warm food has gone because we are nearly always last in. Even though year 11 always go in first because of the rota even though last year 10 who are now year 11 always went in first. We should go in first. Why did they have to change it? What’s the point in change, like when prices on products go up? What’s the point? Why doesn’t it just stay the same or like football shirts they always change.
After lunch I have to sit through twenty minutes of my tutor telling everyone to shut up. Luckily I have double IT a favourite of mine due to my skill in the subject and the fact that it is one of the few lessons, which rarely contains us doing any handwriting. At the moment in it we are creating our own game, which is very enjoyable, compared databases, graphs and other complicated things.
After school there is a mad rush from the school that’s probably because nobody likes it! I quickly get to the bus to get a good seat in the back. It’s only a short way because I go from the IT block. It’s a long hot drive back. The bus is boiling and everyone is tired and thirsty and can’t wait to get home. I don’t blame them. Finally I get back and I live almost next to the bus stop, which is very handy. I go in, usually go to the loo, and get a drink and something to eat. Then I sit and watch TV ready to start my evening.
When it gets to the point that nothing is on I go and see what homework has to be in when. Because I am so bone-idle I always leave my homework to the last minute. I do whatever homework I have to do that has to be in for the next day. My mum says that I should do homework when I get it but if that was the case whey are we given like a week to do it. After homework, I have my dinner, usually something healthy, and then I go out with my mates. We don’t do anything exciting just hang around mostly. I get in about nine thirty and spend the evening watching TV until about eleven then I go to bed and go to sleep ready to start the next day.