[b]Thursday, March 21, 2016[/b]

As the clock turned to 6:00 in the morning, a phone charging on a desk went off and started playing an obnoxiously loud metal cover of a video game track. If it weren’t for the fact that it was an alarm, one might enjoy it. For Blake Reyes, however, it only brought dread as it forced him out from his dream and back into reality. [color=yellow]”Ughhhh… And it was such a good dream…”[/color] he groaned to himself as he grabbed one of his pillows and stuffed it over his face. Nope, that’s not Blake’s alarm going off at all. Blake doesn’t use an alarm because his brother Albert’s in the next room over is loud enough to work perfectly fine. The downside to using Al’s alarms, however, is that… they’re usually not effective for Al himself at all. The alarm will just keep blaring until someone comes in to personally wake him up and get him to turn it off.

With a heavy groan, Blake managed to roll out of bed and face the music. Literally as he went into Al’s room to wake him up.

Over the next hour and a half, the whole family pulled itself out of bed to get ready for the day. Being the first one up, Blake was the first one ready. Fashion choice was a no-brainer to him, he just threw on his ordinary outfit. His parents came next, but Al opted to sleep in for a while longer. By the time he finally mustered up enough energy to get out of bed as well, they had all already finished breakfast.

At around 8:00, the whole family started piling out the door to head out for the day. The boys’ parents just drove together to work while the boys themselves just biked to school. It was good exercise in Blake’s opinion! Al never really liked it. Too much effort for early in the morning. It was a twist of cruel fate that [i]Al[/i] was the one saddled with P.E. early morning while Blake got an ordinary class period, really.

Once that passed, Blake headed off to Chemistry, a knot growing in his stomach as he recalled the test that they had today. He wasn’t good at studying… Up until this year, he had managed to get through most of his classes purely through skimming his notes the night before. It really worked in most classes! Math and chemistry… not so much. There was a faint glimmer of hope in Blake’s eyes when he saw that they had a sub today, but it all came crashing back down once Om announced they’d be going through with it anyway. He stared at the test with disdain once it was passed to him, but he did his best to get down everything he could remember. At the worst, he figured, he’d be getting a 60 on it.