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Chris woke up that following morning to his alarm going off. He groaned softly and reached out, turning it off. He didn't ever like waking early in the morning, but he woke up at the same time as always. Five in the morning, it was early, but it gave him time to get ready for the day. After laying there for a few moments in the dark, he shifted so he was sitting up and then pushed off his bed. He winced when his bare feet touched the cold floor, but he quickly got over it. He made his way to the bathroom and he took a shower. Once done with that he got out and dried off. He brushed his hair and teeth, then put on some deodorant before making his way back to his bedroom. He rummaged through his closet and picked out an outfit and got dressed. The house Chris lived in was two stories surprisingly. His mother's job was managing to pay for the house they were renting somehow, but she probably did some extra things.

Chris used to have a close relationship to his mother until after the divorce with her and his father. Once the divorce happened, his mother hit rock bottom. She exercised until she was good looking then she became a stripper. Yeah, a stripper. She pretends to be younger than she actually is. She wears revealing clothes and is acting like she isn't his mother. Honestly, the only reason she did that was because her ex-husband called the divorce because she wasn't radiant or young enough for him. Whatever word choice he used, Chris wasn't too sure, he was just going by what his mother told him. Chris tended to keep away from her at all costs. Even out in public, people were surprised that it was his mother and not some hoochie mama that he called up on to get laid. At least, that was what some of the 'bad boys' said at his school. God, he hated them so much. They were a bunch of non-caring assholes in his opinion.

Chris finished up by spraying some cologne on himself and then making his way downstairs. He got to the front door and grabbed his car/house keys and his school bag before making his way to the black truck that was waiting outside. Chris was glad he didn't have bags under his eyes. He was up till two forty in the morning studying for an upcoming test. Chris was considered a 'good boy' so to speak. He focused on nothing but school and getting a good GPA so he could get into a good college and be successful, unlike his mother. It wasn't long before Chris pulled up to the school. He parked in his usual spot, arriving about forty minutes early to school. He was always really early, mostly because he went inside to help his teachers but today he just figured he'd do something simple. Which was sitting under the tree outside and studying some more.

Chris was outside studying until it was time to go to class. Hearing the loud bell was what sent Chris to close his book and put it back into his bag before he pushed himself up off the ground. Normally, people wouldn't mess with him unless it was the irritating bad boys of the school. They tended to push his buttons, but he never reacted like they wanted, not unless they got physical. Only then would he say something. Other than that, Chris wasn't one to speak up or say much to anyone. Chris honestly really didn't even have friends that would be there for him. He tended to push people away, that was his mother's fault. If she wasn't so weird then he would actually be glad to have friends. He hated risking the fact that people would see his mother. He knew they always said something, so what was the point in trying anymore? His mother's sluttish looks and actions is what caused him to keep people away.

Chris stopped by his locker and put some books away before grabbing another book and putting it in his bag. He made his way to first period, which was his history class. There he shared the class with the famous Ariana. She was pretty and all, but definitely not Chris' style. Then again, he didn't care for girls or really have time for them. To him it was sort of a sign of weakness. The male made his way to class, slipping between the crowds of students like an easy obstacle course. The male soon got into the classroom and he took a seat near the back. He was more so in the middle though and close to the windows, only because he enjoyed looking out the window when he was done with his work or test. It gave him a sense of freedom in a way.

The teacher was going on about the things they were planning to take a test over, it was merely a review, stuff he already knew. Just as she was passing out the tests, he looked up to see the door open and in came Ariana of course. Late as usual. The male shook his head and looked back out the window, waiting for his test to be brought to him. He heard the teacher speak but he didn't even look this time, already knowing that he was speaking to Ariana. Once Ariana was given her test, everyone else received their tests and instantly Chris began to work on it. The answers were so obvious.