Chapter 1 of my story

so this is a concept chapter. not sure if I'm guna keep it or trash it. let me know what you think.

The sound of water running woke me up. yet again. i looked at the clock and it read 2:30 am. "really? a shower, at 2 in the morning?"
i shook my head and tried to go back to sleep but the act was in vain. mumbling under my breath i sat up and stretched. you see, the thing about me is, once I'm up, I don't go back to sleep. it sucks really, but in this hell hole, what doesn't? I forgot to mention I live in East Haven's Orphanage. my name is Kyle and i am 15 years old. my mother gave me up when my father left us. She said i reminded her of him too much. I was 6 at the time. So here I am, 9 years later, sitting on my bunk at 2 in the morning because the head master wants to take a shower.

The door to my room slowly creaked open and standing in the door way was Alex. He was wearing boxers and an Anthrax t-shirt. His hair was a mess and he was walking like he was drunk. He always walks like that when he is really tired. you see, Alex is like my brother. I met him the first day in the Orphanage. I was sitting in the Rec. Room drawing on my sketch pad when 2 older boys took it from me and refused to give it back. Scared they would rip it, I fought uselessly to retrieve it. Alex saw this and stood up for me and made them give it back. he helped me up and we just kinda clicked. the only difference between me and Alex was that he was born here. His mom was 16 when she had him and left him here when he was like 9 months old. if that. He never saw her after that. Alex is a year older than me but acts on a 9 year old maturity level.

"you up?" Alex voice cracked
"yeah. the stupid Head Bastered and his shower woke me up. you?"
"same. sleep sounds food"
"what?"
"tired and hungry. shut up."
Rolling my eyes ,I reached in to my bag and pulled out my Sketch Pad. The same one that alex had help me rescue. I started to draw a butterfly with his wings being ripped off by puppet strings. I heard Alex climb in to his bunk but didn't really pay attention to it. Alex can sleep any time any where if he wants to. so it was normal for him to go back to sleep while i drew for the next 4 and a half hours. i pulled out my ipod and put on Anthem by Good Charlotte and just zoned out thinking about my mom and sister.
eventually i just thought my self to sleep wondering about the up coming day and what it would hold.

well that kinda the first chapter. its not much but its a start. let me know what you think. and what i should/could change and or add.

thanks
-trinity