Wake up

You wake up as the light of the rising sun spills into your room and your alarm clock buzzes, indicating its time to get up. You groan, rubbing your eyes as you fumble to put together your uniform and get changed.

"What's first?" you ask.

"Fuck off," Ben says.

"Geography for me... history for you," Daniel says. "It's a double. Fuck, I'd sooner slit my wrists than do double history."

"Cheers," you say.

"Oh hang on, you have an orientation class. Report to the principal's office, I guess, though you could probably just skip it and head to class."

Well, time to face the day!