[Poggio]

(( I guess I am first ))

Thankfully the window was open. Alex checked his home for unwanted shadows before entering the threshold of his apartment. In a room aside, he could hear his roommate softly snoring. The little electric clock blinked 3:00 over and over before switching to 3:01. His body sank into the nearest lazy boy while his eyes rolled to view the ceiling. By the time Alexander counted the 5th rotation of the fan his eyes drooped into a calm sleep.

“WAKE UP!” Alex jolted out of his sleep to the sound of his roommate screaming in his ear. She laughed shaking her head with a bemused smirk on her lips. She drew a slip from her orange juice. “Ah the creative genius at work, why can't I see any of your paintings?” Alex's immediate response would have been what paintings however that was the lie he told her to keep her sane. “Never they're for therapy only” He slowly rose from his seat, taking the cup the girl offered him. The sugary substance quickly woke him and told him he had 30 mins to get to school.

Feeling fresh with his morning caffeine in hand, Alex parked in the parking lot of James Burrow High. For a moment he lingered for the taste of french vanilla with chocolate twisting his head to get the kinks out of his neck. The coffee always saved him from looking like a wrecking ball. Alex took one last sip, then grabbed his briefcase heading towards the teachers lounge.