The day that never ends

“Why won’t this day ever end”, I said annoyingly. My best friend Allie looked at me with a sad face that made me instantly laugh. It seemed like it would never end as I made my way to my eighth period Spanish class and said goodbye to Allie. I sat down in my seat and rolled my eyes at my teacher as he told us to get our homework out. As always I had forgotten to do the worksheet and silently did it while he was checking the other kid’s homework. I always got away with it since he was clueless. I stared at the clock longing for it to be 2:40, but it was only 2:15. After a few minutes the classroom was like a jungle, with kids jumping around, taking pictures with their cell phones and making fun of the teacher. I looked back up at the clock and found that only 5 minutes had passed. “This day was certainly going to last forever”, I thought. This was the longest half hour of my life. Class slowly came to an end and I walked to my locker and saw Allie waiting for me. “Is it just me or did this day seem like it would never end”, she says. I smile at her, thankful someone feels the same way. I walk into homeroom and wait till my bus gets called. I rush out the door, run through the mob on the stairway, and push through the front door. “Thank god this day is over”, I thought.