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KaeomiDrake
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Basic Info: So this is pretty much a all boys academy, so obviously only male characters allowed, and it is in Japan.
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Samuel woke to the loud, jarring, sound of his alarm clock blasting music into his ears. With his face still buried under pillows and blankets he reached out an arm and searched his bed stand for the clock. Slapping around the flat surface he finally got it, turning it off and starting to fall back asleep in his little haven. He knew that he had to get up or he would miss the bus, due to the fact that he lived so far away from the train station, and that his mother wouldn't take him if he missed it again . But for the moment he didn't care and he let himself fall back asleep, listening to the birds that sang outside his window.
"SAMUEL GET UP!" He heard a voice nearly scream, which made him jolt out of bed.
His eyes wide open, and blinking as he tried to get used to how harshly bright it was in his room. He ran his hand through his messy light brown hair, trying to get himself to stay awake as he sat on his bed curled in his blankets. Sam sat there trying to put a name to the voice that had screamed his name, but for the moment it wouldn't come to him. To his displeasure his alarm clock decided it wanted to go off once more, and finally he came out of his daze. Twisting his body to reach the clock he yanked the cord till it came out of the wall and died. Slowly he started to get out of bed, tensing as his bare legs were met with cold, frigid air. Placing his feet on the floor he got off his bed, the warm blankets falling off his body. He walked through his messy room, stepping over piles of books and art supplies, and even his laptop to reach his closet.
"Sam? Are you up now?" He heard the woman call again, knowing now that it was indeed his mother.
"Yea! Just a minute and I'll be out!!" He called back, now searching through his closet for something decent to wear.
He finally settled on a pair of dark blue jeans that were tight fitting but comfortable, and a homestuck sweater with karkat's symbol on it. Sam maneuvered his way around his room, grabbing his backpack hanging off the side of his bed, checked it to make sure his wallet was in their, then headed downstairs. He rushed down the stairs, barefooted and in a hurry. Once he entered the kitchen he was greeted by his mother, who smiled at him.
"Good morning darling," She said snarkily, she pointed a finger to the kitchen counter. "Toast is their, and your drink is in the fridge. Get them then get going, if you miss the train you will walk to school."
Sam smirked at her, then laughed. She was always like this, cranky in the morning, loving in the noon and tired at night. He knew she hated waking up in the morning, since she worked long night shifts at her job. He walked through the kitchen, around his mother who poked him as he passed. He grabbed his toast, putting it in his mouth, and then went to the fridge and got his drink; which was some sort of strawberry milk. With a shrug he put the beverage into his bag, went back to his mom and gave her a kiss on the cheek; which earned him a swat on the head. Samuel then headed towards the door, slipping on his shoes and headed out the door. He knew that he had about ten minutes to get to the train station, so with a sigh he started to run. His bag slapping his back and his feet pumping. He ran down the street, moving around people and through alleys, until he made it to the station. The bell that alerted that the first train was filling up and would be leaving soon trilled, and he booked it once more. Now out of breath, and dizzy he weaved around the heavy stream of people and got onto the train. The first seat he saw he sat down, a heaving mess. A older woman next to him laughed softly, reaching over and patting his arm, "You do this everyday, you really should get up earlier."
Samuel rolled his eyes and panted, "But it's so not worth it, my bed is so much safer and warm."
With that he earned another laugh from the woman, who smiled at him and then continued to chat idly with him until the train began to leave the station.
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Samuel woke to the loud, jarring, sound of his alarm clock blasting music into his ears. With his face still buried under pillows and blankets he reached out an arm and searched his bed stand for the clock. Slapping around the flat surface he finally got it, turning it off and starting to fall back asleep in his little haven. He knew that he had to get up or he would miss the bus, due to the fact that he lived so far away from the train station, and that his mother wouldn't take him if he missed it again . But for the moment he didn't care and he let himself fall back asleep, listening to the birds that sang outside his window.
"SAMUEL GET UP!" He heard a voice nearly scream, which made him jolt out of bed.
His eyes wide open, and blinking as he tried to get used to how harshly bright it was in his room. He ran his hand through his messy light brown hair, trying to get himself to stay awake as he sat on his bed curled in his blankets. Sam sat there trying to put a name to the voice that had screamed his name, but for the moment it wouldn't come to him. To his displeasure his alarm clock decided it wanted to go off once more, and finally he came out of his daze. Twisting his body to reach the clock he yanked the cord till it came out of the wall and died. Slowly he started to get out of bed, tensing as his bare legs were met with cold, frigid air. Placing his feet on the floor he got off his bed, the warm blankets falling off his body. He walked through his messy room, stepping over piles of books and art supplies, and even his laptop to reach his closet.
"Sam? Are you up now?" He heard the woman call again, knowing now that it was indeed his mother.
"Yea! Just a minute and I'll be out!!" He called back, now searching through his closet for something decent to wear.
He finally settled on a pair of dark blue jeans that were tight fitting but comfortable, and a homestuck sweater with karkat's symbol on it. Sam maneuvered his way around his room, grabbing his backpack hanging off the side of his bed, checked it to make sure his wallet was in their, then headed downstairs. He rushed down the stairs, barefooted and in a hurry. Once he entered the kitchen he was greeted by his mother, who smiled at him.
"Good morning darling," She said snarkily, she pointed a finger to the kitchen counter. "Toast is their, and your drink is in the fridge. Get them then get going, if you miss the train you will walk to school."
Sam smirked at her, then laughed. She was always like this, cranky in the morning, loving in the noon and tired at night. He knew she hated waking up in the morning, since she worked long night shifts at her job. He walked through the kitchen, around his mother who poked him as he passed. He grabbed his toast, putting it in his mouth, and then went to the fridge and got his drink; which was some sort of strawberry milk. With a shrug he put the beverage into his bag, went back to his mom and gave her a kiss on the cheek; which earned him a swat on the head. Samuel then headed towards the door, slipping on his shoes and headed out the door. He knew that he had about ten minutes to get to the train station, so with a sigh he started to run. His bag slapping his back and his feet pumping. He ran down the street, moving around people and through alleys, until he made it to the station. The bell that alerted that the first train was filling up and would be leaving soon trilled, and he booked it once more. Now out of breath, and dizzy he weaved around the heavy stream of people and got onto the train. The first seat he saw he sat down, a heaving mess. A older woman next to him laughed softly, reaching over and patting his arm, "You do this everyday, you really should get up earlier."
Samuel rolled his eyes and panted, "But it's so not worth it, my bed is so much safer and warm."
With that he earned another laugh from the woman, who smiled at him and then continued to chat idly with him until the train began to leave the station.
