Kyle Owens woke up at 6:53am.
Normally this wouldn't be a problem, however, today was no ordinary day. Today Bitterwood Highschool had an assembly early in the morning, and everyone was expected. Even Kyle. He didn't know what the assembly was for, what is was about, and why he had to wake up earlier to even go to it. Hell, normally he'd skip it, but his attendance was so poor, and the assembly was so important, that he had to show up to even pass year 9. And so, he rolled over in bed, and tried going back to sleep.
6:54.
Kyle rolled over and sighed, shit. muttering curses under his breath, he ruffled his brown hair out of his tired, moping eyes and slowly staggered out of bed. his house was silent except for his dads snoring. insufferable. He stumbled to his wardrobe and snatched his school clothes from the hangers, the stench of grass and sweat permeating from rack. He quickly got his grey pants and white shirt on, tied his tie which he learnt from a YouTube video 6 months prior, and rushed downstairs. He grabbed his bag, an apple too, dashing to the door, trying to catch the next train station, ignoring his fathers goodbye.