Rockler Brookstone: Age 4
Rockler's P.O.V
I was woken up by my mother's gently voice.
"Rockler, wake up. It's your first day for Pre-K."
"Mom," I groaned. I pulled the covers over my head.
"Come on. I made your favorite, chocolate pancakes."
I bolted out of my bed.
"I'm up!"
My mom chuckled.
"Get dressed and I'll see you downstairs with your father," my mom said and walked out my room.
I changed into a brown shirt, put on black sweater ontop of that, and put on some black pants. I then put on my brown shoes.
I walk downstairs to see my mom, dad, and my grandpa.
"Morning sleepyhead," my dad remarks.
"Morning to you too Mr.I-snore-so-loud," I say back.
"Hey!"
I sit down and I peacefully eat my chocolate pancakes.
After, I go to the bathroom and brush my teeth.
I see the time. It's 7:50am, school starts at 8:00am. I got 10 minutes left!
I quickly rush out the bathroom. I get my black backpack that has hints of brown on, and rush downstairs.
My dad is waiting for me in the car.
I quickly run out and enter the car.
"You ready to go, pipsqueak?" Dad asks.
"Totally!" I exclaimed as I buckle in my seat-belt.
The car moves and a lot of questions start to fill my head.
What was school be like? How will the day go? Will I make friends? Are the kids nice?
I'm snapped out of my thoughts as the car stops infront of the school.
I look in awe. The school was not that big, but for me, it looks huge! It was painted a orange-yellow color, it had a little playground with a sandbox and swings. It looked perfect.
"You ready to go champ?" Dad asked.
I nodded as I unbuckled my seat-belt and hop out the car, my dad holding my hand.
I'll admit it, I'm nervous. Very. Nervous.
I see the front gate of the school open, other kids walking in, saying good-bye to their parents.
"Alright, Rocky, how about you get in? I'll pick you up at 1:00pm" my dad said, using my nickname, "Rocky."
"Alright, dad," I said as I hesitantly released my hand from his.
I took a deep breath as I walked to the gate. I tried to avoid any eye-contacts with anyone. The bell rang and everyone went to a classroom. I started to walk to the classroom, but slowly.
Eventually, I heard a:
"Flow! Come on! We're gonna be late!"
"Alright! I'm going! I'm going!"
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