Chapter 1

Staring out my bedroom window, watching the cars pass. I was bored and I just came home from school, so I had a lot of homework to do. But I just didn't feel like doing it now. Instead, I went to sit on my bed, picked up my guitar and started practicing. My lesson was at five this evening, so I started going through the songs and exercises. After half an hour I got fed up with it, so I decided I'd get something to eat. The fridge was pretty much empty, like always. But then a pack of hotdogs caught my eye. Burried at the back of the fridge. I took them out of the fridge, opened the pack and popped one in the microwave. It only took 40 seconds for it to be done and I brought it to my room. I sat on my bed again, this time I grabbed my homework, figuring I'd better start making it. Didn't want to stay after school again because it wasn't made. I glanced at the clock, it was four o'clock, plenty of time. I started with maths, which I had a 3 for the exam. It wasn't as hard this time so I finished that pretty quickly, taking a bite of my hotdog I saw it was quarter past four. By the time it was a quarter to five I pretty much finished my homework. The guitar lessons were just over the bridge from my house, so I didn't have to leave until five to five. I grabbed my coat and put on my shoes, then I packed in my black acoustic guitar and hung it over my shoulder. I decided to just go beforehand. It didn't really matter if I was early. I made my way to the back door, through the garden and through the door that led to the footpath. I started walking.