Ebony Nicole Washington
Location: Home - Bleachers - Festival
Interacting with: Poetry Bluebell Carolina Sundance (@LovelyAnastasia)
She heard it; the sound. The deathly screech of the electronic alarm clock. She drearily came to. She felt an awareness, she knew she was awake, though she didn't want to be. An arm, controlled by instinct reached out and found the snooze button. Her eyes stood fast, clamped shut. She thought for a moment that she might recover, that she might just slip back into the comfort of a dream. She could feel the comfort of silence overcome her body, then...
Beep! Beep! Beep!There was a sigh, a grunt, and a shuffling of blankets. Her eyes were open, and she was ever so reluctantly awake. Her mind was fuzzy, the last remnants of a dream being chased away by the realization that she was awake again. It was a nice dream, something about sitting in a big oak tree in meadow full of flowers, but the details are fading fast even as she tried to recall them. The sun peeked in her bedroom window, it's vibrant rays sending a glossy, gold sheen all around the room. Slowly standing up from the bed, Ebony rubbed her eyes and stretched, letting out a loud yawn. Today was her
first first day of high school, and sure, she was very excited. That didn't mean that she
enjoyed waking up at the crack of butt every morning.
After taking a quick shower, brushing her teeth, fluffing her hair and getting
dressed, Ebony made her way to the kitchen. As usual, her Cousin had left earlier to go to his morning classes. Her Aunt, on the other hand, did not get off work for another three hours. When she opened the fridge, only to see a carton of eggs, a gallon of milk, and half of a loaf of bread. She reached for the eggs, but stopped mid-reach, opting for the milk and a slice of bread instead.
"I'll just go grocery shopping after school," she said with a shrug. After she finished eating, she grabbed her
camera and hung the strap of the camera around her neck. She'd decided to only bring her camera and a few pencils for the first day, only because she was sure that they would not have to do any work yet. She grabbed her house key and cell phone off the counter, opened the door, and, locking the door behind her, made her way towards school. Thankfully, they didn't live very far, so she could walk to and from without any trouble.
When Ebony arrived, she could see that she was late. The bleachers were almost full, and the principal droned on and on about the new school year. Standing at the front of the bleachers, she took a few shots of the principal, then of the students. Most of the Freshmen she'd recognized from middle school, even some of the upperclassmen she knew of because of her older cousin, who'd graduated the year before. Soon she was in her own little world, snapping pictures and looking over them. By the time she'd finished looking at her last few shots, the principal had started to dismiss groups of students by grade. Because she'd been standing down front, she decided to take the opportunity to head to the festival with the group of seniors. She took pictures of games and booths as she walked, only stopping to look them over. She wanted to capture and save as many memories of this day as she could. After all, it was their
first first day of high school.
Once all the grade levels had been dismissed, Ebony turned around and made her way towards the freshmen. They'd already started to disperse, but many of them were still hanging by each other. On her way she noticed Poetry, waltzing as she drifted between the games. Ebony, a smile forming on her face, lifted the camera up to her eye, and snapped a picture. Letting the camera fall back in it's place, Ebony speed walked in Poetry's direction, determined to catch up. When she finally did, she reached out and tapped her on the shoulder.
"Hey, Poetry!"
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