Curt's POV.

*slurp*
"Mmgh... Ten more minutes"
*slurp* *slurp*
"Ok five"
"Arf!"
"Ok! I'm up! I'm up! Sheesh Tex! You're worse than mom!"
I yelled at my dog Tex after he gave up licking my face and barked in my ears.
"I heard that young man!"
My mom scolded from downstairs.
Typical Monday morning.

Kira's POV.

*DRIIIIIIIIN*
"SHUT THE HECK UP!!!"
I smashed the button on the alarm but it didn't work, so I tried taking out the plug.
Oops.
Alarm is as good as gone and now I have a broken window...
Again.
"Mooom!"
"Not again!" She whined/yelled from downstairs.

Writer's POV.

Not to long after that, Kira and Curt met up halfway from Kira's house to Curt's and vice versa as it had always been since the day they became friends.
"Ready?" Asked Kira
"For what?" Asked Curt.
Kira face palmed, dragging her hand down her face slowly.
"Seriously? It's our first day of high school!"
"So..."
"... It's- oh, whatever! Let's just go before we're late."
And Kira started to cross the road but was stopped by Curt, "What?" Kira asked as Curt let go of her arm.
"Forgetting something?" He pulled out a pair of skates, raising them to eye level.
Kira groaned "Curt! We're in high school now!"
"A tradition is a tradition. And ours is skating to school the first day. That's how we first met, remember? Now go get you're skates."
Kira sighed heavily and went to go get her skates.