Feel (Kellic)

Chapter 16

Chapter 16 

I think Monday has to be one of the most hated days. It's the start of the week and the end of the weekend. It's just an unlucky day that gets barely any credit. Personally, I hate Wednesdays the most, but I still hate Mondays, just like any regular person. I despise Wednesdays though and not for any particular reason. Maybe it's because they're in the middle of the week, telling you that you're two days in, but you have two days left until the weekend. I guess that doesn't really matter though, because today is Monday.

Yesterday was a very unproductive day, but I'm still exhausted. I'm hiding under the blankets ignoring my alarm clock, but it keeps blasting Jeremy by Pearl Jam (which is a great song, but after waking up to it a million and one times, you start to get annoyed with it), so I have to drag myself out of bed to turn it off. Once I do that, I make my way back to bed, getting ready to sleep all morning and miss the first few periods, but instead there's a knock on my door. I groan. Of course, just when I make the decision to sleep for half of the day, somebody has to come and ruin it. 

I go over to the door and open it, being greeted with none other than Frankie himself. I'm not even surprised. Who else would be knocking on my door this early in the morning? 

"You need to shower." Is the first thing that Frankie says.

"Hello to you too." I say. I don't like when people comment on my personal hygiene because I take care of myself really well. It's true that I haven't showered in a while. Ever since I hung out with Vic on Saturday, I sort of forgot that I need to shower. My hair must look disgusting, or else Frankie wouldn't be saying anything. 

Frankie shrugs, "It's not my problem you look disgusting." 

"Thanks so much, you're a wonderful friend." My voice is dripping with sarcasm.

"Oh, so I'm your friend?" Frankie grins, raising an eyebrow.

"No."

"Yes."

"Nope."

"Yup."

"You know what, I'm just going to go take that shower now." I say before this happens again. I start closing the door, but Frankie pushes it back open. I give him a confused look.

"I came here to tell you to hurry up with that shower because we're going on that little history field trip today." Frankie tells me. Shit, I totally forgot about that. I remember Mr. Davis saying something about it a couple weeks ago, but since I've been missing all my classes for the past week, I haven't been reminded about today. If I can remember correctly, my whole grade is going out of the school and to a heritage site, where there are old buildings and a small village converted into individual museums so we can take notes. I don't even know what we're supposed to be taking notes on, but I guess I'll find out. 

"You forgot about it, didn't you?" Frankie says this as more of a statement rather than a question. I simply nod my head. Frankie rolls his eyes. "Well get showered and changed quickly because we're leaving in an hour." Then, Frankie turns around and leaves. 

I close the door and go into the bathroom to take a shower. It feels really nice to be showering. Once I'm done and I'm all clean, I find some clothes that don't follow the school's colour regulation. Sure, this is a normal school day, but we're going out of the school, so I don't want to be seen with a bunch of other kids my age wearing the same colours. No thank you. 

I take my time in walking down to Davis' class. I really don't want to go. The only reason I'm going is so that I can get a change of scenery, but that's it. I'm not interested in taking notes; I probably already know about most of this stuff. My mark in History is actually really good, despite all the classes I've missed. So Mr. Davis shouldn't have too much trouble with me not taking notes.