The race for the Cumberlance

Trickle, trickle. Trickle- "WAKE UP YOU STUPID ASS b***h!" yelled my alarm. I jolted up and checked the time, 7am, I had to focus. No distractions, today was the last day of year 13 and I didn't want to be late. I jumped out of bed and...stared at the wall. I don't know why, there is just something so interesting about the wall, I could stare at it for hours without getting bored. "Stop staring at the wall and get dressed," my mum called me. "Alright, I'm getting dressed!" I called back. I threw on shorts and a belt, threw on my NASA shirt and regular grey hoodie. I grabbed my hair brush and struggled to comb through the knots in my hair. I ran into the bathroom and started frantically brushing through my hair and noticed that for some reason my hair had started actually growing red and the orange had started growing up. Only problem, my hair was naturally brown, soooo... I just ignored it, brushed my teeth and ran down stairs, into the kitchen. "Agápi darling, why are you running? You aren't late," Ma told me. "Hah, you underestimate my ADHD ma," I joked. She rolled her eyes and smiled. "Eggs and bacon or porridge?" She said opening a cupboard door. "I'll make some toast," "Are you getting enough to eat? You seem to always eat just toast," "I'm fine ma, I promise," I ran faster than my legs could take me, I was late again, this happened too often, I was practically the white rabbit from Alice in Wonderland but human, brown and late for class, not a party. I was so, so, so late! It wasn't even my fault! The bus was late, and I couldn't've gotten in with ma or pa as ma goes the opposite way and pa always leaves early. I slipped and caught myself, spinning around, I heard someone whoop and yell at me to hurry (it was a common occurrence for me to be late). I burst into my form room ten minutes late. I caught my breath while everyone stared at me. "It wasn't my fault! The bus was late by like, uh, half an hour, maybe twenty minutes, I wasn't paying attention to how late it was, honestly I am very and truly sorry," I apologised, "but did you know that college school times are easier for teenagers as their brains release melatonin at roughly 1am. Meaning secondary schools only give students at the most 6 hours of sleep, that's not including the ungodly hours some students have to wake up at or the amounts of homework students have to do, and students' brains start working at 10am so most people in period 1 or 2 can't do s**t," "Agápi, I did know that but your opinion on schools' sleeping hours, surprisingly, no one has ever brought up before," My form and biology professor Glas Ó Coigligh said waving a hand towards my seat. I walked up over to my seat and sat down next to Monókeros. As I got through college I made a couple friends but then had a slight disagreement and since then most people treated me like a disease. But there was this one boy who followed me around everywhere and his name was Monókeros. He had white hair that seemed to glow. He usually had a bruise or two, most of the time he had a black eye, and his eyes were the weirdest part about him, his eyes were silver and gold, like proper gold color, and it wasn't contacts, they were real gold and silver, I would know. Monókeros' eyes weren't the only weird thing about him, his skin was as pale as humanly possible, I'm pretty sure that if you ever entered him in a palest person contest, he would win. "Agápi,, hey, Agápi," Monókeros whispered to me. "What?" I said looking up from my 25 slide powerpoint on bullet shrimp. "I think I've finally got the right combination," "Combination for what?" "Chemical combination to stop human's getting cancer," He said, showing me the scrap board full of calculations and chemical numbers. "I was being so dumb! Like, honestly I should have thought of it sooner!" "What? When the hell did you have time for that? You barely manage to finish assignments on time and you manage to find the cure to f*****g cancer?!" "Yeah?" He turned the laptop back to him and started tapping away at his keyboard. "Oh my f*****g god, don't even," I said turning back to my powerpoint. "What?" He asked, and I heard the genuine curiosity in his voice and it pissed me off. "Did you know that when bullet shrimp snap their claws the bubble that they produce, before it collapses, is over 8,000 degrees kelvin which is hotter than the sun?" I told him. "No, no I did not actually," "Finally! I got a fact that you didn't know," Ring! "Eh, we have to go now anyway," He said, collecting his things and getting up. "Let me have this one moment of glory, please," I begged him, also getting my things and standing up. At the end of the day I ended up helping Monókeros with his studying while sipping the hot chocolate he had bought. I was helping him with biology as we used to do all the time. He was furiously writing his answers to the questions I had given him as I was doodling in my book and man do I miss those days, reader you have no idea how much I wish I could go back to those days. I had specifically given him questions I knew he would struggle with but were high marks in the test. I was doodling a little boy and his sibling, I had only gotten halfway through them when Monókeros had finished. He started eating his muffin with anticipation staring at me as I went through his answers. Yes, yes, somewhat, yes, no, that'll get you marked down in the test, yes, yes, no. The brain is quite funny isn't it, I can remember the exact thoughts that went through my head but I cannot for the life of me remember the questions or answers I put on the test. Strange isn't it. Thoughts are fluid and change quite a lot but what's written in pen stays the same until someone either crosses it out and writes something else or destroys it. Weird isn't it.