First Five Sentences #8

TITLE: TANGLED UP IN BLUES
GENRE: Contemporary YA

When the bell rang, I saw dark red spikes and tasted metal. The first day of senior year, one more year, of bell after bell after bell. Lather, rinse, repeat on my hyperactive senses. I flinched, not much, but enough. A guy across the room noticed.

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