Brian

~Wake up in the mornin' feelin' like P. Diddy. Grab my gla----~
     "UGH! Kelley changed my alarm again!" I slapped my HTC Aria, silencing the stupid alarm.
     Rising up to look out the window, the sky was still black with night. My digital clock's numbers shone in my face, blinding me. Squinting to read the numbers they said 6:oo a.m.
     "It's way to early to get up for school!" I said as I rolled out of bed and ended up face first on the floor. "Crap."
     My comforter had tangled around my foot and caused me to face plant into my carpeted floor. Honestly, I did not plan to eat carpet for breakfast. Looking around my room, things seemed fuzzy. Blinking a couple of times, I slowly stuck my finger to my eye and pain suddenly shot through my eye, causing me to close it pretty fast. Apparently my contacts had fallen out while I was sleeping, making me see everything with a light haze around things in my direct line of vision. 
   You know what would be cool? If your line of vision was whatever you color your eyes were. Like blue-eyed people would see in blue, green-eyed green, etc. Then I would be seeing two different colors because my eyes are different colors. My right eye is colored a swirl of brown and green most people call hazel, my left eye colored a ghostly baby blue. They trip people out when people meet me for the first time or when they realize the big different in color, but I find them mesmerizing. My eyes are my trademark, they are how people remember me.
     Walking away from my mirror, I felt a sharp pain shoot through my left pinky toe. Scrunching my face in pain and firmly grasping my foot, I looked down to see what the executioner of this pain was.