• One thing that has always made my mornings even more unmanageable, considering that today is a Monday, is waking up late for school. At first I didn’t believe the clock, almost wishing that it would suddenly grow legs, dance around, and cry out that it was joking. Needless to say, there were no legs, no dancing, and no joking, just fear gradually rising to my head and leaving my body with the shrillness of a scream. I leaped out of bed and dashed to the other occupants of the house’s rooms, no one in sight. Ash would already be at the university and Dad would’ve taken the liberty of driving Gertie to daycare. I was well aware of my irresponsibility, but I was a senior now, usually people my age would grow out of depending solely on a parent to wake them. Deciding that instead of thinking any further; considering that I would just rant about this later, I rapidly, yet efficiently showered and dressed in my generic ratty jeans and a baby blue tee with an army of miniature Tweeties plastered over the front of it for school. I seized a chocolate chip muffin off of the counter to go, snagged my backpack, and put the key into the ignition of my electric blue Kia Spectra that was spray painted with soothing hot pink flares personally done by Ash on my 16th birthday. After my morning shower, I was completely calm with the thought of sleeping through French and Calculus. A late day could-no, absolutely would-bring an ear – to - ear smirk to my mouth and a spring in my step on, of all days, a Monday. Driving to school was a breeze, as always, I parked in my assigned spot and strode into the front office. I explained the situation to Mrs. Berkeley, a middle-aged, majestic, Asian woman with the ability to pull off a flattering scarlet flowing dress that merely passed the curves of her knees. She nodded tranquilly, already knowing of my prior catastrophes beforehand, and handed me the horrid yellow slip that I would have to relinquish to my English teacher and a short carefree lecture to get here on time for once. Before I left, she pointed at the clock, indicating that second period would end momentarily.