Derek Quintanilla
Derek's eyes shot wide open as he turned to his side only to be blinded by the sun's rays that poured into his bedroom. Lately he had been getting night terrors that woke him up in drenching sweats. When he had reassured himself that he was safe at home, he closed his eyes for a few seconds before opening them and getting out of bed. Lately he had been having these strange dreams or were they nightmares? Either way, they were weird and it always involved the same people and strange experiments. Derek wasn't really into dream interpretations so he normally just shrugged it off as nothing. That or he had been watching too many Sci-fi movies. I guess it was time to watch more happy things before bed.
"Aye dios mío..."
Derek yawned and scratched his head as he made his way to the bathroom to get ready for the daily grind. And by daily grind he meant school, practice, and other activities that normally kept him away from home. He never complained though because he loved what he did between being on the school cheerleading team, being on the student council, or running the GSA club. He had a lot on his plate and he knew it would look great on college applications. After he had gotten ready, he grabbed his cheer bag and his backpack and headed out to his car to drive to school. His parents had already gotten up and went to school so he didn't have that stereotypical 'parents already in the kitchen cooking breakfast' experience like most white kids had. They were by no means poor, but his parents were very hardworking. Something he inherited from them.
After arriving in the school parking lot, he took out the flyers he made the night before pertaining the pep rally that was after school today. During the rally, the council was also going to talk with the students about measures they were going to take with getting a new gym made. Something like a fundraisers of sorts. So not only did he have to cheer, he had to help the president give a speech.
"Hey guys, pep rally after school! Please come!" As usual he got mixed responses. Some enjoyed the flyer while some gave him the stank face and threw it in the garbage. Sometimes he had a habit of coming off too chipper and nice. Or as the dumb straight boys say "too gay." He wasn't flamboyant in the slightest, he was just enthusiastic all the time. He never really enjoyed pessimism. However he did understand that people could get too uncomfortable with someone who was just
too happy. Eventually he made his way into the school cafe where he had seen some familiar faces. He didn't know where he had seen them from but he had a sense of deja vu that kept nagging at his very core. As usual he shrugged it off and continued to pass out flyers.
"After school pep rally! There's going to be free refreshments!" After handing out a few more flyers, he gave it a rest and took a seat to get his usual Non-fat caramel latte. As he waited, he took out his Macbook to scroll through his emails.