It was 7.30 am, I was late. I quickly jumped out of my bed and layered myself in stylish clothing, but it was not enough. Today I needed to be different. I needed to stand out from the crowd of whom I challenge everyday. So I set my mind to it hastily and decided of what I should wear to create the unique and perfect look that I desire. I had it. I then ran out the door whilst combing my superb Quiff, nobody could stop me.
As I ran for the bus, I remembered how unhealthy I was. I also remembered that I never ate any breakfast. I was actually really hungry. I should have ate my toast this morning but I was on a diet. I managed to get upon the bus as my hair was now perfectly crafted.
The bus was in traffic throughout the journey. I could see myself getting into trouble at college and being kicked off the course, “damn”. The bus had reached it’s destination and jumped off and walked to college as fast as possible. Which wasn’t very fast.
As I arrived I knew I was late and in trouble. I knocked upon the window timidly which then Mike answered and said to me “Corey why are you late?!” I replied “The busses were late sir”.
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