Allie woke up to the sound of her alarm, her long mop of brown hair covering her face. Half awake, she pushed her hair to the side so she could breathe. Shutting her alarm off, she quickly got dressed and ate an apple, then brushed her hair and teeth. She slung her book bag over her shoulders, letting out a small yawn. Mornings weren't her cup of tea. Making sure the house was locked up tight, she left, slowly making her way to school. She was always early, so she might as well enjoy the walk. When she arrived at school, she sat on a bench, shifting her position until she was comfortable. There was only one other person out there, a blonde guy who looked her age, besides herself.