《Surviving a Nicer World》


 Act 1-Chapter 1---Neutral Chapter

    Andrey Dodard woke up from his sleep. He checked his clock and found it saying 7:20. A perfect time to wake.


    He lept out of his bed and began his morning routine. A quick brushing of his teeth, a time picking out his outfit for the day, and taking his extensively long time messing with his hair to achieve its perfection.


    As he went downstairs he found breakfest set aside for him and a note from his mother. The read read that she left early for work.


    Andrey thought this weird, his mother always worked weird shifts, usually on the whims of her boss, but she left early. This never happened, but, unfortunately Andrey barely cared to express concern.


    He quickly ate his breakfast and left for school.


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    Gideon Harrington woke up from his sleep at 5:30. Exhausted he further slept until 6:30 when he knew he had to get up.If you come across this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it.


    Gideon always has a full morning. He showered. Lotioned his skin and lazily selected an outfit. He left his room and entered his kitchen. Searching for a breakfast.


    After finding none he looked for a lunch. Also having no success he knew he would have to buy lunch today.


    He sauntered out of his house and started on his way to school.


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    Joseph Alexander woke up feeling good. He instantly walked into his bathroom and brushed his teeth. He than washed his face, examined himself and said "Not too shabby".


    ˇ°Joeˇ± called his mother. He could smell breakfast cooking and knew he was hungry. ˇ°Comingˇ± he yelled. He was down in a flash and saw pancakes and orange juice.


    ˇ°Thanks mommyˇ±, he said as he gobbled down his breakfast. He finished eating, said goodbye to his mother, and left for school.


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    Deliyah Winslow woke up. She glanced at her cell phone and checked the time. She than turned the alarm off and sat up.She was exhausted. She pulled an allnighter trying to finish her english homework.


    She walked into her bathroom and took a shower. She performed the rest of her morning routine which included a hour of makeup and outfit picking.


    She finally went downstairs and took her lunch that she premade yesterday.


    She left her house to go to school.

 Chapter 2

    Gideon


    Gideon exited his bland house and started on his way to school. Gideon lived on an ordinary, commonwealth street. He walked to school finally arriving after a thirty minute walk.


    He lofted up to his locker on the fourth floor. He was busy in thought as he dispensed his things that he didn''t hear his friend sneak up. Said friend grabbed his hoodie and pulled it over his head. ˇ°Gotchaˇ± he yelled.


    Gideon only sighed. This was his one friend that he didn''t like. He always just hung with his group. ˇ°Hi Jackeryˇ±. Their was only one word to describe Jackery, Asshole. His jokes range from racism to pure insult.


    Not wishing to have to converse much he closed his locker and turned to Jackery.ˇ°Let''s go to classˇ±. They then left to enter their classˇŻs.


    Two minutes later Gideon was on his way to his math class. He was deep in thought after a comment Jackery said during their walk to their class. ˇ° Don''t talk, you''re actually retardedˇ±. He wondered if others saw him as such. He knew he wasn''t the smartest person around.


    It''s not that Gideon is dumb. It''s just that he finds most classes are useless. He considers himself to actually be pretty smart. It''s just that he can''t show his intelligence in his everyday school life. That and he is anti-social.


    He walked into his math portable and sat in his designated seat. He doesn''t have any real friends in this class so he instantly went into his antisocial mode.


    Ten minutes passed and Gideon was half asleep. His teacher just drones on about theorems and formulas, not explaining a thing and just writing on the board.


    Gideon could tell that he was not the only one. As he looked around he could see that half the class was tired too. And who can blame them, Mr. Stuart was that one teacher who didn''t care. And even he was starting to yawn.This story has been taken without authorization. Report any sightings.


    Gideon felt tired, He looked around one last time, He didn''t want to be the only one sleeping, that would ruin his image. He saw to his surprise that over half the class was out.


    Laughing he was about to close his eyes when he suddenly heard a thump from the front of the portable. Gideon being a light sleeper was instantly up. He was on his feet in no time.


    As he looked around though no one else was moving. He saw his teacher sprawled out at the front of the class. Shocked he went up to his teacher to try and wake him.


    Trying to wake him, Gideon was shaking him profusely. When there was no reaction Gideon tried yelling at him. Mr. Thanson didn''t even budge.


    With no luck Gideon thought about his options. Should he continue trying to wake everyone, Or should he leave to get help. Gideon contemplated his options for a few seconds, Then made his choice.


    He ran out the portable and down the path that lead to his school. There were four other paths that equally led to the four other portables but he knew that better help would be at the school. He came to the end of the path and saw no one, typical. It was the middle of class.


    He then ran up to his school. He entered the school and quickly marvelled at the sight. His school wasn''t necessarily nice but it did look beautiful. It had a large Hallway that could fit two cars. The walls were coloured white and all the lockers, doors and window sills were all black.


    Gideon quickly snapped back to focus, He was going to the office. He ran down the hall a bit till he came in front of it. He opened the door, expecting to see Mrs. Dunlop. But unfortunately she to was out cold.


    He would have been shocked but he expected it. He reached for her phone on her desk. He put the phone up to his ears and was about to click 911 when he heard a sound behind him. It sounded like a guttural growl. Low than bubbling up.


    He turned just as it swung its arms at him.


    He was hit over the head and flew down, knocking his head on the desk edge. On the ground now he looked up to see it looking at him. It was the other secretary, She looked at him like he was alien as he did the same.


    Her eyes were wide open and looked weird, The eyes looked like they were in the dark. The irises or whatever were larger. And every few seconds they would dart around. He was about to cuss when he passed out in a puddle of his own blood.