Hen's talk

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Ugh, today has been awful! Oh sorry, I guess I forgot to tell you my name! I'm Athens (My parents are really in to Greece and Greek mythology.),  I'm fourteen and pretty normal, but I'm homeschooled. At least I was! *glares at parents* Anyway, today was my first day of public school. What made that so horrible? Well let me tell you...

This morning,

I'm in a maze, trying to get out and something is chasing me and of course, I trip and end up sprawling on the ground and a demigorgan pounces on me and grabs me it opens it's mouth and "Hen! You're going to be late! You need to get out of bed!" Mom calls, pounding on my door.

"Ugh, public school is awful!" I say, but I jump out of bed and hop in the shower.

I throw my new "back to school" outfit of a white blouse, jeans and black converse and head downstairs for breakfast. "Morning!" I say.

"Good morning, Hen. Ready for highschool?" Dad asks while dishing out breakfast.

"Yeah dad, I can't wait to sit at a desk for half a day while someone uses the drill and kill method to "teach" me to repeat information that I probably will never use! That sounds awesome!" I reply with extreme sarcasm.

"Nice sarcasm." My younger twin brother Jason says. "But you forgot the clichés and assignments that you need a whole separate bag for!"

"Ok, enough you three! If you keep talking, you'll be late for the bus and I'll have to take you!"

Jason stood up suddenly, upsetting his chocolate milk, which spilled all over my new shirt! Why did I insist on wearing white! "Jason! My new shirt!" I yell.

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