Jack Anderson woke up in shock. He flung the covers off his legs and stared down at them as if he had expected them to have changed during the night. He breathed deeply when he discovered them to be as usual and fell backwards into the bed. Then he turned over on his side and looked blearily at the bright screen of his phone; 5:01 AM. Pulling the covers back over his feet and up to his waste, he looked at the ceiling. He gave up on sleep and began to get ready for scool.

Hey guys sorry it's been so long!
I'm doing chapters by perspective, so they'll all be pretty short. The good news is: I already have a bunch of this book written! Yay! So anyway... Read! Vote if you like it! And comments are great!
Love Rosie