RENAMED THIS CHAPTER OVER MY FAVORITE SONG :D
10 YEARS LATER, 2067.
Posters decorated my walls, Samurai, my chemical romance, AC/DC, Kiss were all over the walls. The smell of weed filled the room.
I laid on my bed, listening to i really want to stay at your house..
"Astro!" The voice was muffled.
"Astro?!"
"ASTRO!" I clenched my fist in anger and threw my earphones away from my ears. The song kept playing.
So, get away
I turned it off.
Lydia stood in my room.
"What?"
"I told you not to smoke!"
I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah yeah, what the fuck ever."
"Astro chloe jett! No swearing in the house."
"Like you don't do the same." I muttered under my breath.
"Excuse me?"
"Nothing."
"Take a shower. You look flithy."
Lydia walked out of my room, and i shut the door.
I looked at nibbles.
"Don't look at me like that."
I sighed and walked over to my wardrobe. I opened it and got a t shirt, also some shorts. I started to walk to the shower and closed the door behind me.
I turned on the shower and undressed. I felt the cold water on my skin (YOU HEARD ME RIGHT COLD WATER!!)
After a few minutes, i walked out of the shower. I dried myself off before getting dressed. I wiped the steam off the mirror and looked at myself.
'Damn, I look like a man when my afro is wet.'
I chuckled.
I left the bathroom and walked to the kitchen, while i was passing i heard Clive.
"Asshole.."
Lydia was making breakfest.
"When are you going to work?"
"This evening. Trauma team needs more people than usual."
"Could i drop out?"
"What?" Lydia turned to me.
"I wanna drop out, school isn't gooooddd!! I know basically everything because of the internet."
"Absolutely not!"
I groaned in annoyance.
"Your lucky that school is out for the month because of riots and.. Cli-"
"Don't talk about that dickhead."
"Sorry."
Lydia putted some eggs and bacon on a plate and gave it to me. She had something, and prepared it.
I basically wolfed the plate down.
"Eat slower. you might choke."
I ignored her. And then i was done. I putted the plate in the sink.
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