"Wake Up" by Sean P

"John!, John wake up! We're going to be late!"

"Huh? What's going on?" I thought; Brandon is being awfully annoying this morning.

"Come on John, we're going to be late!"

"Late for what? What's going on?"

"We're going to be late for the first day of high school!"

The moment he said that, dread filled my head. "Ugghhhhhhh, five more minutes" I said as I rolled over and thought about the hell that awaited me. It felt as though the last day of middle school was just yesterday. Just another one of those "I hope summer never ends" thoughts I guess. After I finally got out of bed (twenty minutes later) I ate breakfast and then Brandon and I started walking to school. On the way there, he tried telling me something but I guess I was too tired or annoyed to pay attention. Once we arrived at school, it was already halfway through first period because of how long I slept in. What a great way to start the school year right? Anyway, we got through the day pretty fine and as time went on, I was able to get into a rhythm which allowed me to get through each day of school without thinking too much about what was going on.

This made the whole high school thing pretty bearable. One day I was even invited to a party after school by this girl I liked, Elaine Henry, so I obviously couldn't turn it down. That night was probably one of the most amazing nights of my life, even scored a girlfriend. I ended up getting home really late and I was glad that my mom was already asleep so I wouldn't have to deal with a scolding yet. The next day, I woke up incredibly exhausted. When I looked at the clock, I almost screamed when I saw it read 3:00pm. But since I couldn't really do anything about it, I was able to calm down. However, by the time 4:00pm rolled around I started to ask myself "hey, where's Brandon?" As another hour passed, I realized something was wrong. When 6:00pm rolled around I heard the garage open, my mom had finally arrived home; hopefully with some answers. As she walked through the garage door, I heard sniffles and I realized she was crying. She told me that on his way home tonight, he was hit by a drunk driver. My heart stopped for a few seconds. As I begged for more details, all she could manage to tell me was they identified the licence plate to someone named Joshua Collins. However, the authorities said there were not enough details and it was too late to try to track him down. I couldn't believe my ears. I slowly walked upstairs and prayed in my bed. I cried so much, it felt like I was laying In a puddle of my sweat on a hot summer night. As I fell asleep, I hoped I would never wake up.

"John!, John wake up! You're going to be late!"

"Huh? What's going on?" I thought; Elaine is being awfully antsy this morning.

"Come on John! You're going to be late for work!"

Shoot! I got up and showered as quick as possible. Luckily I was able to get to work on time. As I was sitting at my desk, my boss came up to me with a man by his side. He said "Hey John. I'd like you to meet your new coworker, Joshua Collins".....

When he said that, I finally remembered what Brandon said to me on our way to the first day of High School, "we can do this John, whatever happens, we're in this together"