How do you think this reads? :3

Lloyd Grey was normal in ever sense of the word.
Blue eyes, blonde hair. You couldn't call him popular, but you couldn't call him a loner either. He lived in a two-bedroom apartment that he shared with his sister. He had never met his parents. He was unfazed by this fact though, mainly because of the fact that most other kids he knew didn't know their parents either. In the City that he lived in, he lived in the Dreamzone, just as ever other person in a million did. In fact, the city was so large that for every zone there were a million people, just as every other city Lloyd and his sister had ever heard about. “A life worth living is a life in the city,” as his teacher would say.
The day this story starts is no extraordinary one, at least not for Lloyd. He woke up and got dressed, brushed his teeth, had breakfast and walked out of the door. His sister was away on business.
Lloyd decided to procrastinate this morning and wait for the train, which would oddly enough make him early to school. When he finally sat down on the bus, the hover-adverts flickered above his head, just like any other morning. Nothing new there.

Lloyd Grey was normal in ever [spelled every] sense of the word.
Blue eyes, blonde hair. You couldn't call him popular, but you couldn't call him a loner either. He lived in a two-bedroom apartment that he shared with his sister. He had never met his parents. He was unfazed by this fact [a comma should probably be here] though, mainly because of the fact that most other kids he knew didn't know their parents either. In the City that he lived in, he lived in [using 'lived in' twice looks a little awkward; what about using 'city of residency' or something instead?] the Dreamzone, just as ever [spelled every] other person in a million did. [I'd try to make the meaning a bit clearer here, too, because I'm not sure what you're trying to communicate with 'every other person in a million did.'] In fact, the city was so large that for every zone there were a million people, just as every other city Lloyd and his sister had ever heard about. “A life worth living is a life in the city,” as his teacher would say.
The day [on which? Also, I would take a look at the tenses from this point on and try matching them up instead, because I'm not sure it's grammatically correct this way.] this story starts is no extraordinary one, at least not for Lloyd. He woke up and got dressed, brushed his teeth, had breakfast and walked out of the door. His sister was away on business.
Lloyd decided to procrastinate this morning and wait for the train, which would oddly enough make him early to school. When he finally sat down on the bus, the hover-adverts flickered above his head, just like any other morning. Nothing new there.