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[color=cyan][h2]Louis Woodbury[/h2][/color][/center]

[h3][color=cyan]8:20AM Lou's Room[/color][/h3]

[b][color=cyan]"[/color]Lou! Come on, it's time to get up,[color=cyan]"[/color][/b] his father, Mark, yelled shaking his son.
Louis groaned but sat up and rubbed his eyes. Looking at the clock he cursed and jumped out of bed. He didn't want to be late on his first day. He was already going to be an outcast, his only core class being with seniors and all his other classes being the music ones. He shook his head and jumped in to the shower while Mark went downstairs to make Lou a quick breakfast he could eat while driving. Lou decided to treat himself a bit in the shower and use his Lush products. He absolutely adored using his shampoo and conditioner bars, they always left his hair smelling of roses and he adored it. He scrubbed his face with his Dark Angels, hoping the water would wash away the blackish-gray residue it would sometimes leave behind unless you scrubbed, and used his shower jelly, Whoosh, on his body. After a quick towel dry he got dressed in a pair of black super skinny jeans (they might have been from the woman's section, but who would ever know, right?), a black button up dress shirt, maroon vans, and a maroon tie. He wanted to impress on his first day. He decided to blow dry his hair and style it into a quiff, something he did so often he didn't need to look in a mirror. If he'd look in one he'd notice that he had the blackish-gray residue from his face wash in streaks all over his face and neck.

[h3][color=cyan]8:45AM Woodbury Kitchen[/color][/h3]

Once downstairs he found Eggo waffles with Nutella spread on them with a note in his father's handwriting stating that he had to get to work and he'd see him tonight for dinner and they could go out to eat to celebrate his first day. Lou sighed and picked up the paper plate and his maroon Adidas back back before running out to his car, a [url=http://momentcar.com/images/austinhealey-3000-mk-iii-1967-1.jpg]1967 Austin-Healey 3000[/url]. He carefully navigated his way to parking lot while eating his waffles, careful not to drip Nutella on himself. He found his parking spot and looked at the crowd of students all heading one way in a giant group. He thanked the heavens he wouldn't be running into a class room late [i]and[/i] new. He popped in a piece of gum and rushed to join the group. He noticed some students that had fallen behind the group. They were probably the "cool" kids who were too cool to walk past them. He scoffed and tried to slip past them, but ended up getting shoved into the boy with a camera by a nerdy looking kid and knocked it out of the boy's hands. He caught the falling camera and carefully handed it back to him. [color=cyan]"Shit man, I'm so sorry. I don't wanna cause any trouble, I'll be on my way now,"[/color] he apologized and started to walk away.