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Meep Meep Meep Meep

Whats that... damn alarm... Don't you know its sunday...

I'll just reach up and-

MEEP MEEP BAM

Your kidding me... Did that... Uuuuhhhgggg... Ok right foot first...

I take a step out of my warm bed into the cold and shutter.

Where's the light... Ok and-" Mother mmmm" .
My eyes are forced shut as the light pierces the dark in my head.

" SHUT Up Already" I scream as I stomp my beaten old alarm clock.

Great... What time is it...

I pick up the black radio clock and look at its bright red light.

" Seven fifty, time to eat"

I run down the stairs of my apartment to the teal fridge.

Ok got some milk, and some juice... Milk, Juice, Milk, JUICE.

I reach in and grab the orange jug. I stretch my arms over my head and reach over to turn on the radio. I am greeted by my favorite radioman Rick Stephans, apparently on the topic of the local weather.

" I know its been nice and warm out, but this humidity is killing me. I have to wring out my shirt every few hours or I'll drip. I mean whats up with that. Ok listeners here is Glad You Came by The Wanted hope you like it this morning"

The music takes over and I look at the clock on the far wall, above the counter.

Oh crap its eight o' six.

I run upstairs and change from my pajama bottoms into some jeans and a black polo. I brush my jet black hair before I head out for my late class at the university. I grab my special pocket crossbow and go. You'll find out why it is so special if the schedule stays how it usually is.

Its a great day, slightly humid, and sunny. I walk my usual route sticking to back alleys and anything that can get me to my class as fast as possible. I happen to add a little perk I discover by accident the other day and have shaped it into my own little design, new darts hehe. But I don't want to bore you with the details.

I am about a mile from the university when I hear what I've been expecting all along. A chuckle sounds from the far corner of the same alley as every other day. I see the same old flash of silver as I dodge a swipe from the same old knife.

" So McColt your still coming through. I would have figured I'd have scared you off by now", said Stephan Colman my, usual, foe with a glint of smug power in his eye.

This stupid ginger has been doing this all year, since I moved here. He is going to regret finding me here today. I happen to be in a bad mood.
" Yeah whatever Stephan now get out of the way before you become a test subject".

" Shut it Seth and hand over your cash, an toss in that stupid dart gun while your at it", the crimson haired maniac called to the other side of the alley.

" Fine, have it your way", I pull my pocket crossbow and load it with my "special" dart.