1. not all mornings are good ones
I woke up late today as normal. My alarm clock went off at 6:00; some random song on my Ipod rousing me from my dreams. I stayed in my warm, comfortable bed: half asleep, my mind foggy and hazy. I finally got up at 6:45 when I heard my mum get out of bed and slip downstairs. Now I wish I'd stayed in bed. I dragged myself out from under the covers and into my daily routine like a zombie: I used the bathroom and got myself all cleaned up before trudging back into my bedroom to get dressed for school. I methodically layed my school uniform onto my bed and got dressed before going onto the landing to do my hair and make-up in the big mirror there. I went through my normal morning routine of straighting my short hair and putting on my make-up bit by bit. First my foundation then my face powder and mascara. For some strange reason I didn't bother with my normal thick eyeliner. I found it strange then but I'm glad I didn't now because of all the tears I cried today. My mum dropped me off at my Grandma's like normal at 7:20 with my little sister in tow. We watched T.V for a while untill 8:00. I left my Grandma's then to walk to the bus. As I walked I listened to my music on my phone, some All Time Low song or another. I stopped at my friends house to knock for Molly (a girl in my year) and her sister (from year 11) then at their neighbours, a lad from year 12 and we all walked down to the bus together. After that we got on the bus like normal and found our seats. my bus buddy Annie was doing her french and english homework so we chatted about that for a bit untill we got to school. One of my best friends, Sophie, was texting me about her christmas/birthady presant from her dad. she was (hopefully) getting All Time Low concert tickets for her and one friend which meant she had to choose between me and another of my best freinds, Kira. We were all excited and happy- I was happy then. I got to form and waited for my form tutor with Sophie and a lad called Josh. When she finally arrived I didn't notice her red eyes or teary face. I was totally oblivious. When we got in and sat down, Kira turned up and we all sat down and started laughing and joking aound. Sophie kept checking her phone to see if her step-mum had ggot her tickets yet. It was a normal morning, so simple. When Mrs. Wilkinson called us to attention it was then we noticed her eyes. "I've got some tragic news," She said. Kira leaned over Sophie and looked at me. "God Shannon, look at her eyes, she's been crying this is serious." I nodded and turned to look at my teacher. Someone asked her if it was about our form and she nodded. I was scared now. I looked around my form tying to figure out who was missing. Quite a few of us still hadn't turned up yet and I feared the worst. "Late last night, early morning Joe Humphries from S.T had massive heart faliure and passed away." I glanced aroun the room hoping it was a joke but i knew it wasn't. My heart shattered a little at that moment.