After life

A regular day..Right?

After my mom had dropped me off at school I pulled out my phone to check my schedule. I was checking which classes I had and what time I needed to be at them. My first class was English. It was in room 2004. I was walking around the halls real quick downstairs and they were all 100-0's so I assumed my English class would be upstairs so that's where I went. Sure enough it was so I quickly went inside and found my seat. Apparently I was popular in that class because I had a lot of people coming up to me and talking to me. It was honestly a bit annoying because all I was trying to do was listen to music.
The bell rang and the lesson began, it wasn't that hard. In Fact it was pretty easy. The classes were only 50 minutes long and I only had 6 classes.
During lunch I was sitting under a tree near the street. A group of people started to walk up to me. They all started to circle around me and I looked up at one of the girls. I thought I was about to get into a fight so I stood up and prepared myself mentally.
"Hey, why aren't you hanging out with us? Did we do something?" One of the girls had asked.
Oh, so this was just my friends. I had to think of an excuse quickly.
"Im sorry," I said, "I've just recently been diagnosed with bipolar and put on these meds," I said while grabbing the bottle from my bag. I had to carry around the bottle of meds, even tho I wasn't taking them, so my excuses would seem more believable when I tried to blame things on my new diagnoses. "Its really been messing with my head and fucking up my memory so ive had a hard time remembering what I usally do."
"Oh I'm sorry, we can help you the best we can and we fully understand the struggle you're going through," The girl said.
This was great. They bought it. I started to walk off with the group and they were asking me questions about my 'new diagnosis'. Sure enough I had to come up with the most bullshit excuses I could think of. They had bought into the thought of me having bipolar. Honestly it really wasn't that hard to play the part and convince everyone I had bipolar. Once I had gotten everyone convinced I could just sit back and be me instead of this girl I was having to pretend to be. It was honestly so great. This life wasn't even hard. The only hard part was being able to transfer into my real personality.
I honestly loved this life so far. I just didn't like how popular this girl was. It was so strange, how could you ex=cumulate so many people? I know it must have taken a while but even as hard as I tried in my original body I could never gain this many friends. No matter how hard I tried I could just never do it, but now I have it.
After lunch I had 3 more classes. Before lunch I had 3 classes. In total for the whole day I only had 6 classes with an hour long lunch. The day was only about 7 hours, It wasn't too bad. The only thing I didn't like about it was how early you had to wake up. I only lived a couple minutes from school. At max it took me 7 minutes to get to school so I didn't have to wake up that early but I still had to wake up early enough to get dressed and ready to go. I have to wake up around 7am. My school starts at 7:35am.
When the day was done my mum came and got me, I saw her car in the school parking lot. I walked over to it and got inside. We started to talk about my school days and what I learned. I answered with the most basic blunt answers I could think of.
"Good, I learned about chemistry and atoms," I responded. I knew it was bullshit. I honestly didn't even remember what I learned about,but as long as she bought it everything was fine.
When we got home my dad was passed out onto the couch. I thought he was just taking a nap.
"What's wrong with him?" I asked.
"Oh, you know how he gets when he drinks," she muttered, "I think it's just best if we all try to stay away from him today. I don't want anything bad to happen like last time."
This must be the punishment. I have a drunken dad, this must be why I was put here with this family. This is my punishment.
I heard my dad yelling downstairs with my mother so I ran down there. I was ready for the worst. Glass broken onto the floor, my mother bleeding, my dad beating her, but instead he was trying to take off his clothes. I was confused.
"I am a free man! My body is beautiful and the world deserves to see it!" He was screaming.
"No! I am not having you run around the streets in your underwear again! I do not want the cops knocking at the door having to bring you home because you were drunk!" She would reply.
Oh. This is what she meant. I was honestly so confused, everything was going so well. I was just so prepared for this punishment the angels had told me about was on edge everyday. It was kinda ruining my days.
I decided to just go to bed. It was getting late anyway. I walked up into my room, got into my bed and started to fall asleep. After I fell asleep I fell into this dark room almost like the one I was in when I died. I got up and started to walk around. I felt something tap on my shoulder so I turned around to look and see what it was. It was the angle again. The same one I saw last time. The one that guided me up into the overworld,  It was holding its hand out, almost like it wanted me to grab it, That's exactly what i did. There was a bright flash of light then in front of me I was presented with the council. The woman and the man. They were looking down upon me, I wonder what I did now.
"What do you want now? Haven't you wasted my time enough? You already put me into this body now-"
"Silence!" I was interrupted by the male angel,
"No! You're going to answer me!" I demanded. I was furious. Hadn't they wasted my time enough? Why can't they just leave me alone?
"Do you like your new life?" One of the women asked. It was one sitting at the further back of the table. I could barely see her face but I could see her enough to see her lips moving when she talked.
"Yes. Yes I am. It is very nice for me," I replied.
"Good. We're glad you like it. We only brought you here to inform you to not be so skittish. Your punishment hasn't started yet and it's not going to for a while, but when it does happen you will know." The male said.
I didn't even get to respond before being sent away again. The next thing I knew I was sitting in my bed again back home.