Never a Choice

I never thought my life would end up being a fairy tale, well hey it definitely has a plot twist or two. And in the end I finally got my Prince Charming.

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2. Just The Beginning

Urgh, I stretched my tired limbs as I cracked one sleepy eye open.
I glared at the bright sunlight for ruining my sleep. I didn't seem like I was getting a lie in anytime soon.
I sighed as I slid out of bed and padded to the bathroom; not bothering to look in the mirror I turned on the shower
hoping the water will be warm to at least brighten today. It was Friday but school seemed drag on too much throughout the whole week.I had a brisk shower and got changed into my lifeless school uniform. Grey. What an inventive colour.
I arrived into school early, so I decieded to go to the Library and see if I can find a new book to read; they always seem to update the stacks with some new literature now and again.
I love books. How they emerse you into another world, helping you forget where and who you are.
Studying with Hermione. Fighting Demons with Clary. Into the Secret Garden with Mary. And into Mordor with Frodo.
I smiled at these thoughts as I made my way to the back, my favourite table where you seem shielded by bookshelves.
My own sanctuary.
As you've already guessed I'm a Nerd. I lack the glasses but my interests are Fandoms, Tumblr, Music and Books. Buy me any of those
and I'm your pal forever.
I flip through the book until I'm at my page. I'm currently reading the Hobbit. Again.
I slip around with Bilbo and The Ring until a shadown passes across my page. I glance up and realise that I'm not alone.
A guy is standing over by a bookcase to the left of me, I mentally shrug as I climb back inside the book.
The bell rings. I look up startled as if I've just been woken up from sleep. I grab Bilbo and my bag as I head towards first lesson.

Is it me or was school always a dragging, long walk that never seems to end?

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