The Awoken

(A/N) I’m sorry for my first word. It may sound immature but it’s the only way I could think of describing this sound. Please don’t stop reading because of it.1

Chapter One2

Ding! Finally, that annoying noise which I heard at least two hundred times a day had once again appeared. It was to notify me of when some one came online but it told me that she was online, and for once . . . I loved that noise.
I clicked on the box with her name in, and then another box flashed up. I started to type. “Sonny, I’m so glad you’re on. I’ve missed the coach again.” I sighed repeating ‘Again.’ She soon started to reply. Yet another annoying noise alerted me that she had sent it. “Oh Lauren, again? What are we going to do with you?” I giggled while replying, “I’m sorry I have the horrible sick feeling again. It’s getting worse.” I quickly tried to change the subject because I didn’t want to talk about it. “Anyways, should I catch a couple of buses? For once I have money! And of course I can’t leave you alone in Maths.”
I never have money. We were in serious problems with it, so I wasn’t surprised to her reply. “Money? You have money? Wow! Shocker! Anyway’s, yes. Please come to school, I can’t be in Maths alone with that annoying teacher. Ah!” I sent her a smiley and told her that I would be there by break-ish. After that I signed out.
Two buses. Both half an hour. And this little village has one bus every three hours, but luckily the last one was at seven, so the next would be at ten, which was only an hour way. Just enough time to sort a weeks worth of late schoolwork.