This is a snippet from a story I'm writing. They are waking up, but this isn't the opening of the book. Opinions? Critiques/reviews? Thanks in advance!
Something was beeping. Something loud and annoying and he couldn't figure out what it was. He rolled over and fumbled for the alarm. With a groan he shut it off and buried his face back in the pillow.
"Late night?" Kevin poked his head out from the bunk above him and grinned. "That's why you don't do a whole research paper in one night. What time did you go to bed anyway?" He climbed down the ladder and stretched out. Glancing back at his sleeping roommate, he walked over and cracked the blinds.
James squinted at the harsh morning light. "What time is it?"
"Almost 7." He pushed up, hitting his head on the bed board above . Rubbing it, he kicked the covers down and stood up. "7?"
Kevin slung a towel over his shoulder and slipped on his shower shoes. "Yup. And don't forget, Rachel's going to be in homeroom giving her speech today. Don't want to be late for that." James's eyebrows perked up at the mention of her name. "Oh yeah". He pulled a t-shirt over his head and grabbed his shower stuff. Kevin was waiting for him at the door. In the hall they could hear the other boys getting up and ready.
Peter, a short scrawny boy with glasses and a mop of blond hair, rushed down the hall pulling at his buttoned collar. He stopped by every door and pressed his ear to it before running to the next one. James shot Kevin a raised eyebrow. "Peter!" he called out. Started, Peter jumped and turned to look at him down the hall. "What's up?" James questioned. Peter looked both ways nervously before answering. "Well..." He was cut off by a large crash from the lounge. Heads popped out of doors as the boys ran toward the noise.
Something was beeping. Something loud and annoying and he couldn't figure out what it was. He rolled over and fumbled for the alarm. With a groan he shut it off and buried his face back in the pillow.
"Late night?" Kevin poked his head out from the bunk above him and grinned. "That's why you don't do a whole research paper in one night. What time did you go to bed anyway?" He climbed down the ladder and stretched out. Glancing back at his sleeping roommate, he walked over and cracked the blinds.
James squinted at the harsh morning light. "What time is it?"
"Almost 7." He pushed up, hitting his head on the bed board above . Rubbing it, he kicked the covers down and stood up. "7?"
Kevin slung a towel over his shoulder and slipped on his shower shoes. "Yup. And don't forget, Rachel's going to be in homeroom giving her speech today. Don't want to be late for that." James's eyebrows perked up at the mention of her name. "Oh yeah". He pulled a t-shirt over his head and grabbed his shower stuff. Kevin was waiting for him at the door. In the hall they could hear the other boys getting up and ready.
Peter, a short scrawny boy with glasses and a mop of blond hair, rushed down the hall pulling at his buttoned collar. He stopped by every door and pressed his ear to it before running to the next one. James shot Kevin a raised eyebrow. "Peter!" he called out. Started, Peter jumped and turned to look at him down the hall. "What's up?" James questioned. Peter looked both ways nervously before answering. "Well..." He was cut off by a large crash from the lounge. Heads popped out of doors as the boys ran toward the noise.