A Typical Day In Teenage Life

Ahh, sleep, my favourite... "C'mon get up, time for school!" yelled my father as he burst through the door. I miss the way my mother woke me up, gently tapped me on the shoulder and wispered ever so softly "ready for another day to show the world who you are?" I slowly pull the covers back over my body, swing my legs off the side of the bed, and stand.1

I walk down the stairs and already I can hear my brother and sister fighting over the last pancake. I round the corner into the kitchen, Dad is there trying to stop Jake and Ash from killing eachother. I walk to the sink and out the window I see the stray cat lying in the sun on the driveway, "oh how I wish that was me," I thought to myself as I reach for a glass from the cupboard. After a very enjoyable morning (not) I hear the bus beep its horn... Damn.2

Our house is almost last on the bus run which mean just about every seat is full, unless you don't mind sitting right at the front next to "Nose Picker Nathan" or maybe the seat next to Zoe, the slightly socially, mentally and physically retarded girl. These were options I was not prepared to take, all the "cool" kids already think i'm weird, sitting next to those guys would just lead to even more head flushes and "Kick Me" signs. So, I have to stand...3

The bell rings just as the bus pulls up, which is an improvement, last week the bus was 10 minutes late, and the week before Danny Rodgers, the quarter back of the school football team, almost made the bus driver's head explode, so we had to stop and wait till the driver "cooled off". Anyway, I wonder into math class and I have three seating choices, Nose Picker Nathan, that guy that farts alot or I could take Danny's usual seat while he is out in the hall chatting up the cheerleaders and risk a black eye. I can hear Mrs Chalmers squeaky, black "chior boy" shoes coming down the hall so I have to make decision quickly. I reluctantly sit down next to Nathan, I barely had my butt on the chair when he leans over to shake my hand, I turn the other way and pretend I didn't see him.4

At last it's lunch time. My father packed me my usual roughly made tuna sandwich and an apple. I grab my lunchbox and head to my usual spot to eat, under the dying gum tree. I'd just finished my tuna sandwich, when Danny and his footy mates come over. "Hey guys look, it's Fish Boy Francis!" Damn, I had hoped he hadnt seen me. "Actually, my name is Franklin." "Did you just talk to me Fish Boy?" Oops...5

By the end of lunch I had almost all the egg salad out of my hair and the taste of toilet water out of my mouth. It was then time for music. Miss Radicar gave her usual speel about how music isn't just noise. She tells us every lesson just to make sure we know it. Finaly it's time for prac, I almost sprint to the grand piano and start playing my favourite piano piece, The Pink Panther theme song.6

All too soon, it's time for second break. I rummage through my bag for a spare bit of change, but all I found was a half eaten K-Time bar, oh well, guess it will have to do since Danny threw my apple on the roof of the library. I slowly wonder to the tree to sit and "enjoy" my K-Time bar.7

I sit and watch the cool kids laugh and point at me but I just smile and keep eating my bar. They laugh becuse I'm different. I laugh because they're the same. Soon after the bell rang and it was time for science...8

Again I had a hard choice, sit next to Zoe or Danny, but I made my own option, "Miss, I'm not feeling well, may I go to the sick room?" As I walk to the office I stop infront of the garden and stick my fingers down my throat because they only let you go home if you have thrown up.9

As I lay in bed "sick" I think about how much I hate my life. I have no friends and no one cares about me or what I do. Finally I had had enough and I climbed out my window and ran to the train station. I stood on the platform waiting for the train and as I hear it's whistle in the distance, I feel a tear slowly crawl down my cheek. As I hear the train get closer, I slowly walk towards the tracks. I turn my head and see the head lights begin to come through the tunnel. I step off the platform, onto the tracks, and finally I will be with my mother again...