Snippet #1833722

Isaac lay snoozing, sprawled out across the small bed in the cluttered one room apartment. Suddenly, the alarm clock beside the bed went off. Before the second buzz, Isaac had roughly slapped the top of it, sending the room back into silence. Five minuets later, the scene repeated itself as the alarm went off again. After the fourth time the alarm had been indiscriminately silenced Isaac, in a futile attempt to get up, slid his body onto the floor with a soft thump. He laid there on the floor until the alarm rang once again, forcing him to stand up in order to slap it.

The next time the alarm rang, Isaac was inside the apartment’s bathroom dressing himself after having taken a quick shower. This time he walked over to the alarm clock and picked it up, turning it upside-down and flipping the switch to silence it for good. Or at least until tomorrow.

Before returning to the bathroom, he took a peek outside the window near his bed. Looking up at the morning sky he mumbled, “Blue today…” then picked a stripped blue tie out of his dresser. It took him all of four minuets before he was dressed and his single strap bag, he headed out the door. As he walked down the stairs of the small apartment building, a voice called out to him. “Morning Isaac! Off to school?” Isaac turned his head to see the landlord sitting in fold out chair with a beer in his hand and a cooler beside him. “Think so.” Isaac responded with a nod, walking over his bike, which was sitting against the wall next to the landlord.

The landlord let out a deep laugh as Isaac fiddled with his bike lock. “Haha! Highschool! Those were the days!” Isaac looked over at the tan and muscular man who was probably in his late thirties or early forties. “Well, best of luck to ya there Isaac. Try not to have too much fun. Cheers!” The landlord raised his half empty beer can towards Isaac as he passed with his bike. “Cheers.” Isaac said absentmindedly as he rasied up a hand a softly fist bumped the raised can. The man let out another deep laugh. “Ha! That’s the spirit! Wish all my tenants were as easy going as you Isaac!” Isaac, already peddling off toward down the road, gave a single wave over his head without looking back. “What a cool kid, wish I had one like him.” The landlord said to himself as he took a sip of his beer and leaned back in his fold out chair.

Isaac peddled leisurely in the direction of his school. Still caught in his morning grogginess, he his mind was calm and mostly blank. As he passed a couple of students crouched over he turned his head to look at them. Something on the ground? Wonder what it is. Would be cool if it was a meteor…. He thought as he watched them instead of the road. When he turned to look where he was going, he noticed he was about to crash into a girl and a boy that were talking.

Not wanting to hit them, he quickly changed directions, swerving out of the way. He barely missed hitting the two, but seemed to recover without crashing and continue on his path. However, a few feet after he had regained control he stopped the bike. Was that? He asked himself as he went over what he had seen while he had been swerving.

He got off the bike and walked back toward the two, but before he reached them he stopped. Turning his head toward a very full trash bin that was chained to a lamppost. “Jackpot.” He said with a small, lazy grin on his face. He then walked himself and his bike over to the side of the bin.

Eying his target, he picked up a moldy and half eaten piece of flavored bread. Picking it up off of the top of the bin, he removed what remained of the wrapper and devoured the bread chuck in one gulp. After finishing, he patted his belly. Then, turning back toward the others, he waved and headed in their direction. He remembered that the last time he had talked on the phone with his father, that he had promised to try and make some friends this year. Isaac thought that now was as a good time as any to start.