Mychal had been overly excited last night because today would be the last first day he would ever have in that hated life of high school.  When one goes to school it seems like a never ending cycle of doing the same thing over and over again.  Homework after homework, teacher after teacher, it just got old.  Once you hit that Junior year you seem to be counting down the days until you finally get to leave the building never to return.<br/><br/>Mychal had groaned a little when his alarm had gone off and in fact had thrown it across the room breaking it against the wall.  Mychal might have been excited last night, but he hated mornings.  They always started too early for his liking.  Mychal went and jumped in and stood in the shower allowing the hottest water he could stand just to cascade down his back relaxing every muscle in his body.  After Mychal was done he wrapped a towel around his waist and went back into his room to decide what he wanted to wear.<br/><br/>His room looked like the typical teenagers room, a complete mess.  His parents were always getting on his case about it, but frankly he didn't care he would be out of the house as soon as he graduated.  Looking through all the clothes he had strung all over the place he found a halfway decent pair of tight black jeans to shimmy into.  Then it was time for the perfect shirt, which took a little longer because he had to find one that wasn't too wrinkled.  Mychal  finally settled on a blue t-shirt and a blue-gree flannel button up shirt that he just threw on over the t-shirt and didn't button it up.  It took him a little longer to find his blue and white Osiris's because some how one ended up under his bed and the other one in the living room.  The dumb dog must have taken off with it again.  Some days he wanted to shoot that dumb dog that his mother just insisted on having.  His last piece of needed attire was the bright orange sunglasses that he placed on his head backwards.  His father had commented once that he didn't have eyes in the back of his head and all Mychal could do was roll his eyes.<br/><br/>Once he was ready for the day he packed up his backpack and headed downstairs.  Mychal  was never a breakfast person and had argued with his mother on that fact on many occasions.  He went into the kitchen a grabbed a piece of toast that she had set out for him then kissed her on the cheek and headed out the door.  Not really hearing her tell him to have a great day or anything.<br/><br/>Walking into the school building Mychal took one look at his schedule and sighed, he had Mr. Weller for Economics for the first class.  God that man could put anyone to sleep in five minutes and it was just the first class of the day.  Walking into the class he noticed that their was a empty seat next to a girl he thought he recognized, but she looked really different.  He took the seat next to her and when he got a closer look at her he about fell out of his seat.  It was Maya, damn she looked really good.  She could have past for a new student.  Maya was a girl he had been in school with forever, but really had just started talking to her over the last couple of years, because it seemed they had every single class together.<br/><br/>"Wow, Maya what happened to you."  Mychal said with a smirk as he looked her up and down.  "For a moment I thought you were a new girl in class."<br/><br/>He looked up towards the front and sighed when Mr. Weller walked into the class.  He glanced over to Maya, "I hope you know its going to be your responsibility to keep me awake in this class.  This guy is better than a sleeping pill."  He laughed.