Unfinished story SWIM wrote

[Nahbus]

So SWIM found this on his computer..he doesn't really remember writing it or where he was going with it.. but I find it kind of interesting...
It was a good while ago.. when he was in high school.
If you were to decide what happened in the rest of the story, what would you decide?
It'd be kind of fun if someone wrote the next few paragraphs, then someone else wrote more, etc etc and see where it goes! Feel free to, that would be very cool I think.

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That night I just had to do something different. I was sick of the cycle that we got ourselves into. I was even more sick of the stupid high school arguments, the stupid drama, and the goddamn gossip that evidently runs the ignorant minds of everyone around me. I knew something was different that day, I could feel it.

I woke up to the beautiful sounds of my alarm clock on friday morning, 7 o'clock am. The worst part of going to school is waking up to an alarm clock. I dragged myself out of bed to eat a quick bowl of cereal that I knew wouldn't be enough to kill my hunger for the whole day, then took a quick shower, anticipating something I had no idea of. I threw some clothes on as if I was in a big hurry, even though I was 10 minutes early in my morning routine. I looked at the clock while I slid my leather jacket on. It was 7:45 am. Waiting for my ride, sitting in my room, I pulled out my glass bowl used for illegal things. A foggy 10 minutes go by before Nick pulled up with his car. I predicted how many times he would beep his horn. It was 5, I was right. It was always 5 times. It took a little longer to put my shoes on this time. I saw him check his teeth in the rear view mirror of his car. I bet they looked exactly the same from the last time he checked them. I stepped outside, to find out that it was a lot colder than it looked. Nick told me a few times that he couldn't listen to music when he drove, which really sucks on the way to school because all we could do was sit there and make meaningless chat that we wouldnt remember once we stepped outside the car. Looking at school for the first time in the morning was really something I came to hate.

I got out of Nick's car thinking to myself 'man, am I high'. I really was, especially when I found myself walking down the crowded hallways of Troy High. I always wondered how every single person knew I wasn't totally there by their faces when they looked at me. Hallways of people just looking at you makes me uncomfortable, to say the least. I finally made it to the spot where my friends hung out before classes. Every little group of people in high school have a spot where they all stand before classes, it's kind of funny. So far that day school was the foggiest I remember it. I was probably cross-eyed. I really wish I remembered that day of school, but it was useless. Everyday of school is the same anyway. They all were the same, why would that day have been any different?