Waking up to his loud cell phone alarm, Evan groans as he rolls to his stomach to mess with his phone and shut the song off. He drops his phone back on to his nightstand, and reluctantly pulls his covers off his body. He swings his legs off the bed and plants his feet on the carpet. Running a hand through his hair, he waits for his eyes to adjust to the morning light. After a few seconds, he finally gets up, and proceeds to the bathroom. Flipping the light switch, he immediately makes his way to his mirror. Upon looking at his reflection, he is greeted by his ferocious eyes. He was always hungry in the morning, so the eyes always appeared when he woke. As he looked into his own eyes, a flurry of memories assaulted him:  man clad in a dark cloak, the vibrant pain in his chest, and a beautiful blonde girl, with a smile that he loved. The girl soon faded into darkness, still smiling up at him. A bloodcurdling scream snapped him back to reality.<br/><br/>When Evan focused back to his face, he could see drops of water rolling down his face. He took a few seconds to compose himself, and wiped his tears away. There was no time to dwell on the past. What mattered was what he would do about the future. He would not let any others suffer. But, he realized, he couldn't do much besides going to school and working. He thought about Sandy and his sister, and wondered about what had happened the day before. It seemed his routine would be changing soon.<br/><br/>He began washing up to go to school. After he brushed his teeth, he went out to grab some clothes. Seeing a big pile of dirty laundry in his basket, he made a mental not to toss them in the washer after class that day. The boy grabbed one of his other jackets, this one fading from green to black at the bottom. He changed into a pair of blue jeans, and threw his cap into his backpack. Heading out of his bedroom into the kitchen, he pulled open the fridge and scavenged for food. Grabbing leftover pizza, some sandwich meats and cheeses, and a hot dog, he started to make his breakfast. It didn't matter to him what he ate, as long as it was filling enough for him to get through the day. He put all his food in the microwave, and grabbed himself a drink. The gobbled the food as soon as it was ready, and downed a glass of water.<br/><br/>When his meal was finished, he checked his reflection in the bathroom once more. He sighed with relief upon seeing normal eyes looking back at him. He then rushed out of the bathroom, made sure everything was locked up, and grabbed his board. He rushed out of the apartment, greeting all his neighbors, and rolled down the street to the school. He was happy to have found a place that was in walking distance of the local college. As he rode up to the campus, his thoughts went back to the night before. He wondered if today would bring change to his routine.