Chapter 23: Somehow Isolated

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The week passed.

All of us had been quite busy doing school tasks, and we barely had time to chill out together.

Nicole attended class regularly, and to catch up with all the lessons she missed when she was mostly absent, her teachers gave her worksheets. Vars spent his time putting on his full effort to every assignments, Garren needed to catch up with his grade, it's not bad though, but he still wanted to upgrade, while I didn't even had a single care about the non-stop daily houseworks, I just worked on it and voila, it's done, no reviews, as long as I have products to submit to my teachers, I'm cool.

But it was such a stressing week, they were all busy that right after lunch, they have to continue doing their works, while I was getting affected.

It did cross into my mind that I also had to be like them, to put massive efforts to my tasks, but I can't seem to do it, it's just like I swore to the wind. I felt left out, I really did, we can't communicate much and it really sucks.

It's like school is my biggest rival recently, that we had to compete to get their attention, but it looks like I am losing.

I did nothing but to look at them doing their jobs, I tried to pull out my assignments and answered it, but I was too lazy, and it was never my thing.

And it all happened for 5 days, 5 freaking long days.

It seriously sucked, I was always bored, I can't talk to anyone for not greater than 5 minutes.

I tried keeping myself busy, I scanned on the undone tasks on my books, but it seems like I am not in the mood for it, like, everytime. I wanted to talk to them, I seeked for them, though they are physically present everytime, but somehow, I miss their pressence. It's like you've been surrounded by busy robots.

But I thought, there's no such thing as 'busy'. If you really value something or someone, you will always make time for it.

But I still can't blame them, I do understand how school keeps you busy. Besides, I don't want to sound like a selfish brat, their grades depend on it, we can't just always chill out, it's not reality, and reality is something opposite to your hopes and expectations. They future is based on how the behave on school, like I do, so I should be moving my ass and start doing homeworks, let's be productive for one day.

I successfuly did focus on reading the question, but it faded right away for like 9 good seconds.

I was mind-blocked.

I repeated on reading the first, same question over, and over again but my brain couldn't comprehend it. Instead, this scumbag brain of mine kept on distracting me like 'What could be Barack Obama's meal for today's lunch?' and it's seriously annoying. It's like I'm reading a German question that I can't understand.

I closed my book agressively and massaged my brows with my index and thumb. I sighed.

Is this even possible? You fucking brain tell me what to do to make you happy.

I looked at my phone lying just beside the book of 'I-Don't-Know-Shit-About' and thought: It's Saturday, anyway, they probably are not busy anymore.

I grabbed my phone and went to our backyard, it's a sunny day but not hot enough to roast me.

Hey Garren, you busy today? text back ASAP! :) 

I sent.

"Please say no, please say no, please say no." I chanted.

I waited patiently under the sun for a reply, but none came.

Nicole! whatcha doing? I'm totally borrrrrred today, wanna go out? 

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