Bzzzz. Bzzzzz. Bzzzzzz. Bzzzzzzzzzz.
The instant the alarm rang, Ian had instinctively pushed himself into a sitting position, his dream instantly forgotten. Hurriedly making sure he was wearing pants - good, it was just a dream - he walked into his house's kitchen, dizzily aware that he shouldn't actually be wearing pants to bed, anyway.
Of course, he hadn't actually slept in bed - his trusty Wishcash water-bed had comically deflated after Ian had put his heavy, Gulpin-looking backpack onto it. He had been forced to sleep on the house's couch (which he had rolled off of several times while sleeping), and he'd decided that, what the heck, he wouldn't bother changing into his PJs at that point. Looking at his watch, he saw he didn't have much time if he was going to be early. grabbing a bottle of Berry Juice, Ian hurriedly scribbled a note for his mom, put on his Running Shoes, grabbed his toothbrush and backpack, and ran out the door.
Now, technically he didn't have to be early, but he figured that if he got their early enough, he could start and finish whatever test he had to do and leave before the other kids got there, which meant no time wasted getting laughed at. He brushed his teeth as he went, gurgling the Berry Juice like mouthwash and tripping over his shoelaces a couple times. Overall, he thought as he came to the Lab's front door, not a bad way to start the day. Spitting the Berry Juice/mouth wash into a nearby shrub, Ian tentatively knocked on the door.
((OOC: Comments and criticism would be great. ))
((Edit: OOC: I got bored. :P))
