I tumbled out of bed, completely disorganized and hungry; my eyes (which were blinking blearily) immediately focused on the clock.

7:30! Damn!

I scrambled upright, quickly going around and trying to get things into a semblance of order.

Very soon, breakfast arrived and I had to sit down and painstakingly chew away at my precious food source. I looked at my schedule.

Dang. PE today. Man, I’m going to be completely tired…

I continued masticating on my breakfast, thinking about the things you usually think when you’re up way too early for your own good.

After finishing my pancakes, I took my plate down, and nimbly nabbed a chocolate dough chocolate chip cookie from the airtight taper, wedging it firmly between my jaws.

I vaulted back up the stairs to shouts of:”We’ll be late! Get dressed! Put on your uniform! We should be out of here at eight thirty!”

Grumbling several curses, I slipped into my school uniform and stole a glance at my computer before hightailing it out.

Ficlet idea: complete.