Luke had always wanted to be able to fly. If he could get a pass to do whatever and look however he wanted, it would be cool. He did not look it, normally adopting the style of a punk though. He thought that if he took the time to get this through, he could soar through the air. What his family thought would be of little concern to him. He could fly and cool his head in the clouds if he ever got pissed. "Who knows!? I might even get a good job with some wings on me." he mused aloud. He was new to all of this and was not a very artistic person either. When entering all the fields for a description he could only put vague things down. "Badass wings" "Cool hair" "2-tone eye color" were the things he put down for the pass's physical changes. For the behavioral one he put "Ability to fly far" and "Ability to fly fast". Surely, Luke would be able to find something worthwhile to do with that. He could almost imagine it. Luke was going to need to make sure that he woke up on time and put on his game face. He knew his life was going to change a lot. Rested was how he wanted to meet the important day.
When he woke up, he stretched as he heard his phone alarm get off. It was way too early to be up in his opinion. He got out of bed anyway. He had to take a shower first. The last thing he needed was for Bev Belly to make fun of him for stinking. "Not like she could talk." he muttered as he stripped down to enter the shower. Luke took his washcloth and lathered it up. He could not help but yawn as he waited for the water to get up to the right temperature. It was still too cold. He took that time to brush his teeth. He noticed that he had bags under his eyes. "I hope they fix that when I get the pass." Luke said as he leaned in closer. He saw his piercings in the case. His mom told him ever since he was 15 not to keep them in during the night. Luke did not get them with his parents' permission, but since there were fresh holes in their only son's face, his mom helped Luke maintain them. She, of course, did not have a septum ring. She kept it to studs and hoop earrings. He still wanted to keep them. Putting in his earrings with his mother was a happy memory for Luke. Not that he'd ever admit it.
It was only when he had finally started to wash himself that he heard a long banging on the bathroom door. "Get out of there Luke!" his sister yelled. "I'm in the shower! I need 10 minutes!" Luke shouted back. "I don't give a shit what you need! We all have things to do today. I don't have time for this!" she shrieked before banging on the door again. Luke simply rolled his eyes. He's spent years tuning out his family. This was not even a challenge. After he was done, he made sure that he was completely dry before he put on his body lotion and deodorant. All he had to do was put on his underwear, a shirt and his favorite plaid hoodie. Luke slammed open the door to see his father and sister outside the door. "See!? 10 minutes. It can't be that hard to find something else to do." he said with a smug look on his face. His sister looked like she was going to throw a fit until their father put a hand on her shoulder. "We spoke on this already." was all he said. She hung her head while sucking her teeth. He then looked Luke up and down. "Nice to see you, son. Waking up at a decent time?" he smirked.
