The Most Boring YA Story Ever

Sarah always woke up at precisely 6 a.m. to exercise, but she never overdid it because she liked her body just the way it was and had perfect self-esteem. She just also knew it was important to stay healthy, so she did her thirty-minute run with a smile on her face.

After taking a very short shower (since water conservation and general "greeness" was something Sarah believed in), she went upstairs to eat breakfast with her family, who were all awake and smiling too. Her mother and father were her heroes, since they did everything parents should do and more. Her younger sister and brother were her dearest companions, and they adored her as much as she adored them.

In fact, her whole family was like that, and I mean whole because even her great grandparents on both sides were still alive. And all the family pets. If anyone did die—and of course Sarah had only heard of such a thing—they died peacefully in their sleep at one hundred and five, so everyone agreed they lived a full, happy life.

So Sarah and her family ate their pancakes in peace, only talking about the weather. Then she gave both her parents hugs and kisses, because she always wanted to make sure they knew how much she loved them.

"Have a good day, honey," her mom said as she handed her a perfectly packed lunch, complete with sugar cookie.

"I will, Mom." Sarah opened the front door. "I love school."

And she wasn't even lying. Sarah loved all of her teachers and classes. She got perfect grades. She loved every single person at school and they all loved her back. No one ever said a bad thing about her, and of course she would never even dream of gossiping. She could see the beauty in everyone.

"Sarah!" her boyfriend, Tom, called as she neatly stacked her books in her immaculate locker. "Good morning, sweetheart."

Tom was the perfect guy. He never pushed her or looked down on her or did anything particularly interesting at all. And Sarah, of course, never ever fought with him.

She and Tom exchanged a chaste peck, all they had ever done and would ever do. Unless you count the side hugs and occasional hand holding.

"Good morning." She shut her locker. "Let's go. We don't want to be late for class."

During class, Sarah took notes and listened to every word her teachers said. She didn't even glance at Tom though he sat next to her. But he never glanced at her either because they both took their studies seriously. In fact, the whole class was listening because all teens take their studies seriously.

When the lunch bell rang, Sarah ate with her friends, which were basically everyone in the whole school. They all just sat in a big circle around the cafeteria and used a microphone to talk, taking turns speaking. Everyone listened respectfully as they told each other how much they appreciated everyone else.

"See you tomorrow," Tom said after school, this time giving her that token side hug. "Have fun with your homework."

"You too!" She smiled. It had been a very good day at school.

She did all her homework right when she got home, eating a healthy after school snack her mother prepared. She didn't even look in the back of the math book for the answers, because that was cheating and cheaters never prosper.

After another perfect family dinner, they pulled out a board game, since TV was too horrible these days anyway. They chose RISK, and they all played on the same team so no one would have to lose. They just took over the world with no opposition.

Sarah went to bed at exactly 9 p.m. She was excited to wake up and do absolutely nothing interesting at all for the rest of her life. Unless you count Student of the Month.