What It's Like To Be In Love

Detention

Writing again, by the way, almost everything I write is based off states/eras that extremely affect me mentally and emotionally. Anyways here's another chapter.

I got home to my younger brother arguing with my mother, wasn't expecting it, yet wasn't surprised.

Throwing my backpack to the ground, I walked to my room, my hood still up and my head still down like it had been all school day.

I logged into my PC and checked my messages on discord.

Nothing.

Like it had been for days, possibly months.

Ever since that one day in May, my friends haven't said a word to me, this whole summer, this whole six months, I've messaged them yet they haven't messaged back, not being online.

I also hadn't seen them all school year this year, starting in September, and it being December, not even once, and there was six of them, not including Ella, who've I've never met and probably never will.

This wasn't unusual, all six of them just had met me last January, and they've all been friends since elementary, I used to watch them.
I'd watch a lot of people, in fact, observing every careful move and if I was close enough to them, every word. I would do this every school day throughout elementary to my first two high school years, as now being a junior.

People say junior year is always the worst year for high schoolers, especially how much work their is, but I don't see any difference from both sophomore and freshman year in the amount of work we receive and expect to do. No one does the work anyway, and the teachers learned not to care anymore, no one cares, not the parents, not the teachers, not the kids, not even the principal.

Seventeenth people have dropped out this year and it's only December, last year we had thirty, the whole year together.
Most of us don't care cause we know for a fact we'll all be dead by the time we hit the time where "normal students" go into college, the ripe age of 18, just starting being an adult, people like me.

I decided to grab some water, which I haven't drank in days, which was normal for me, waking up with a dry throat that hurt was normal for me, as it happened almost everyday for the past 5 years, 5 years of my life spent barley drinking any water.

I predict my cause of death will be dehydration or some illness and if I get to the point, suicide.

Walking hurt my legs a lot but I had to deal with it as it was my only way to get downstairs to get water to drink.
My mom smiled at me, I haven't talked to her in days, we only really communicate through text, and she rarely texts me anything interesting or important, which I don't expect, she's a pretty blandish and boring.

Liam was prancing around the living room, not surprising, I looked on the TV screen and he had just won some Victory Royale for Fortnite.

Water filter had been overdue for 82 days but I didn't care anymore, I'd rather drink that instead of the mass amounts  achohol and mountain dew in the fridge.

Watching my water fill up in my cup had been the most entertaining thing I've seen all day, other than watching some kid get arrested at school.

I grabbed the water and walked outside, with my vape in my pocket. Putting the vape down on the outside table, I took the water and placed it up to my lips, and let the water into my mouth, feeling the water slowly go down my throat until there was no more water left.

There was a small burning sensation in my throat, from not drinking any liquid at all not being swallowed by me, it didn't hurt but I didn't like it either.