Party Poison

Robin Reid, ironically enough, awoke to the sound of what appeared to be a twittering robin bird. The bird made its home outside of Robin's own humble abode, in an oak tree that lay nearby her window. This was an elegant way to start what would most assuredly turn out be another horrid day. This considering that most other days she awoke to the screeching, high pitched sound of her not-so-trusty alarm clock.

She rose begrudgingly after a few more sparse moments of blissful comfort. She then, visited the restroom to ablute, as per her bladder's urgent request. When she returned to her bedroom she painstakingly chose her outfit of the day, which consisted of dark skinny jeans that complemented her bony figure, black and white high-tops, a gargantuan black hoodie, and a loose, black t-shirt with white, exquisite penmanship that spelled out the sacred words "My Chemical Romance". Despite the violent nature of her t-shirt, it slipped past the school's vague dress code; she supposed that the staff was just too preoccupied with short skirts and backless footwear.

Hurriedly, Robin dashed downstairs to grab a bite to eat, so as to prolong the inevitable gnawing sensation she felt in her stomach nearing lunchtime. She bid farewell to her mother before bolting out the door while, simultaneously adjusting the straps of her faded, black book bag. Robin glanced up from the sidewalk to view the bus stop. All of a sudden, she heard a deisel vehicle coming to rest at the top of the hill where the bus stop lay.

"No! Wait!" Robin sprinted ungracefully towards the bus, making somewhat of a spectacle of herself. The metal machine complied, waiting for her swift arrival. She entered the school bus timidly, while attempting to stop her hurried breathing. People gawked at her as she made her way to a seat. Choosing one in the middle of the bus and to the left of the aisle, she plunked herself down haphazzardly next to the window. She moved her book bag to the right of her, as she became fascinated with her surroundings.

She gazed out the window at the rural setting longingly. She was startled when she saw a masculine figure clothed in dark clothing dart around a corner. Said figure crashed into the side of the bus robustly. She cringed; it looked quite painful.

Notes

This is my first and foremost fan fiction work. I have been called a "good writer" from early on in my schooling so, I wanted to write this piece to hone in my writing skills. I think this will allow me to practice my free writing, and to be accepted into Grade Ten English next year, my freshman year. I also wanted to bring smiles to a few people's faces, including my own. I hope you enjoy reading. Since this is my first piece, I don't know how often I will update as of now. I will try to update when possible. Please don't think of my writing as dry and impersonal. However if you do, comment about it. This may be in part to not having any conversations yet.

See ya' soon guys!!!