Plummet - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

My eyes bolted open as the sound of an alarm began blaring in my ears. I reached my hand to my bedside table, desperately trying to find my glasses. After finding them, I put them on my face, and looked over at the clock. I then realized that the alarm feature wasn’t even on, and it was simply my dad calling me. I grabbed my phone off the table, and sat up straight.

“Ugh… Hello,” I asked groggily.

“It’s your first day there, and you’re already trying to miss school?”

“No… It’s five in the morning…”

“Is it really? Oh. It is.”

“Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’d like to get some extra sleep before seven. Goodbye. Don’t call me again in ten minutes either.”

I hung up the phone, and threw it back on the table. I laid back down on my bed, and tried to go back to sleep. I laid there with my eyes closed for a few minutes, but something seemed to stop me from being up to fall asleep. I glanced over at the clock. It was six now. I sighed, and got up off the bed. I grabbed the phone, and stuffed it in my pocket.

I walked out of my bedroom and into the bathroom, looking into the mirror. My light golden brown hair was a huge, fluffy mess. I grabbed the comb of the counter, and gave it a nice straightening. For a finishing touch, I added my signature left parting. Not like anyone in this new school would know, but it’s worth getting the hair out of my face anyways.

Afterwards, I wandered over to the kitchen. I open one of the cabinets, and pulled out the needed supplies for a cup of delicious coffee. After all, if I can’t go back to sleep, I might as well get started for the day.

Once the coffee was done, I grabbed it off the coffee machine and headed into what was basically my office. I set the coffee cup down on the desk, and opened one of the larger drawers. I pulled out my new laptop which I had bought for school, and set it down. Of course, it wasn’t just all for school.

After the usual routine of checking my email and the like, I closed down Google Chrome and pulled up my Steam browser. I opened up the library, and upon browsing my rather large selection, and clicked on Skyrim. A beautiful game, even if it was a few years old. A handful of mods from the Nexus, and bam! One of the most graphically amazing games in the world.

I played for about an hour, before finally shutting the game down. I looked at the computer's clock. It was just about time to get ready for the first day at the new school. “I just can’t wait,” I thought to myself with a sarcastic chuckle. I closed the computer, and stuffed it into the messenger bag lying next to the desk that had the rest of my school junk in it. My phone buzzed in my pocket. Pulling it out, of course, it was just my parents again.

At last, the school bus had arrived at the school. Copper Ridge Academy, one of the largest and most technologically advanced schools in the area. Of course, that’s the reason I even bothered coming here in the first place. Originally, I had been going to a smaller high school in our area, the one that was connected to the middle school I went to. But at last, I was finally accepted into Copper Ridge. And I couldn’t be happier.

Not to mention, it was the first day of tenth grade, so none of the classic “Oh, look! A new student! Come up to the front and tell us all about yourself!”

I walked into the school building. As I expected, the entrance was nothing short of beautiful. There was the office to the front, which was a room made entirely of windows. To the left was the cafeteria, and a large one at that. Three serving tables, which were currently being stocked with various foodstuffs, and what seemed to be at least fifty or so tables lined up in perfectly symmetrical rows. Next to the cafeteria was what seemed to be the gym, surprisingly smaller than the one at my old school. Although, most larger schools tend to focus on the academic side, which was fine by me. I was never a very athletic person.

To the right was the band room. I walked over, and peered into the window. It was already set up for the day, with stands and chairs set up circularly around a small square podium. “This school is amazing,” I thought to myself. Suddenly, bumped into me from behind, crashing my train of thought.

It was a girl, with shoulder length reddish-brown hair, and the brightest green eyes I’d ever seen before. Well, at least they were sparkly compared to my dull gray eyes. Realizing I must’ve been staring, I quickly shook my head.

“Hey there, sorry about running into you,” She said with an apologetic smile.

“It’s no problem. I’m new here, and I was kinda zoning out and thinking about how awesome this place is,” I replied with a chuckle.

“Yeah, this place is pretty amazing. My name’s Katherine. How about yours?”

With that, I suddenly froze. “Oh, no… She wants my name? What would she do with my name? There are so many terrible things… No! This is your chance! You need to forget about your stupid paranoid crap, and just tell her your name. What are the odds of meeting a potential friend right in the first three minutes of walking in the door?” I swallowed some saliva that had built up, and mustered up some courage. I was never a very socially adept person, and it was really beginning to shine.

“I’m, uh…”

“Not now! You can do it!”

“I’m Scott. Montgomery! I mean… Uh, I’m sorry. Scott Montgomery. That’s my, uh, name. That’s my name. Montgomery. Scott Montgomery.”

“Way to blow it, you bumbling idiot! You’ve just took your only chance, and threw it in the wood chipper.”

“Well, it’s nice to meet you Mr. Scott Montgomery,” Katherine laughed, “So, who do you have for first period?”

I reached into my messenger bag, and fumbled around for the paper with my schedule on it. I pulled it out, and took a quick glance.

“I have… Ms. Foresight for first, Ms. Toriel for second, Dr. Papyrus for third, and Mr. Sans.”

“Well, would you look at that! We have the same classes! And all in order to! And since I was here last year, I’d be happy to be your guide.”

I forced out a small laugh. “Great, my entire year is going to be a cliche John Green novel…” The bell rung abruptly, ending our conversation. I followed Katharine through the related arts hallway, noting the locations of the art room, the spanish room, and most importantly of all, the computer sciences room.

At last, the two of us arrived at Ms.Foresight’s room. I sat down at one of the desks closest to the front of the room. Katherine ended up picking a seat next to me, for whatever reason. A few minutes after the last of the other students came in, Ms. Foresight walked into the room. She had gray hair, and seemed very frail.

She stood behind a small wooden podium, and appeared to flip through a binder of some sort. “Oh, no… please don’t be a seating chart…”

“Good morning class, my name is Ms. Foresight. I’ll be your social studies teacher this year - HEY YOU TWO! IN THE BACK! STOP TALKING! - As I was saying, I will be your social studies this year. Most of you are returning students,” She said with a scratchy voice.

“Please don’t be one of those teachers…”

“Ah, here we go. Yes, yes, most of you… Ah, here we go! Do we have a… Montgomery? Scott Montgomery?”

I reluctantly raised my hand, already knowing what was coming… “Oh, no, no, no! This is exactly wasn’t supposed to happen! No, no, no!” Katherine looked over at me, watching as I shook nervously in my seat, sweating profusely.

“Thank you, Mr. Montgomery. Would you mind coming up to the front and telling us a little bit about yourself?”

“No! Not this! Anything but this! No, no, no!”

“Of course, Ms. Foresight! I’d be glad to,” I said, plastering as convincing smile as possible on my face.

“Why do things like this always happen to me?”