I threw on my grey shirt and jeans and quickly laced up my work boots. I tried to stomp some of the mud off as I reached for the door handle, but to no avail. Wait a second. Was that... surely not. I backed up a few paces to face the mirror I had mounted on the wall. My hair was like an orange rats nest. "Looks like it's a hat day," I mumbled scowling as I shuffled back to my bed to grab my cowboy hat. I flicked some dirt off and placed it on my head.
I could feel the wooden handle of my hammer hitting against my thigh as I jogged down the hallway of the school. My tool belt made a soft jingle sound as it bounced up and down. I could see several other people towards the end of the hallway who looked about my age. As I neared them, I slowed my jog to a speed walk. "C'mon! We are gonna be late, where are you guys headed?" I asked as I slowed myself even further into a walk.
sorry thats kinda a sloppy pov but I'm trying to do it quickly to get caught up. Also, I'm bumping up her age and bumping her up to 10th grade to fit with the other characters.