Last bus ride

Beginning

You've always usually been a loner, mostly to yourself, not spreading your feelings to others. Every constant day of school you wish for it to be the weekend, even though those don't even excite you as much. Nobody really notices you in class or walking in the hallways, to everyone else you're basically nobody. Your dad is an alcoholic and your mom passed away when you were young, you pray for everything to get better, but it never does. You wake up feeling worse than ever but still having to go to school. You grunt as you pick yourself up and go get ready. You end up putting a black hoodie on and not brushing your hair. You walk past the dirty house filled with beer bottles as you go to your bus stop. The bus stops like normally and you get on sitting in the middle. Everyday was like a never ending cycle. You scoot closer to the window putting your AirPods in. The bus finishes its route and heads to the school. You do your daily walk to your locker and straight to homeroom. As you're on your way to homeroom, you accidentally trip into this girl, you never really cared to learn people's names. She starts calling you nasty names and getting mad. When you try to apologize, she doesn't listen and keeps ranting. Some boy (you didn't get to see his face that much) picks up your things and hands them to you. You thank him as you walk away. While you're in class you fall asleep, you sleep past the bell, and nobody bothered to wake you up. The teacher taps you on the shoulder and wakes you up. You did the rest of the school day like normal until lunch. Same girl you bumped into earlier starts walking up to you, you sigh to yourself as you know what's coming. She has her two little minions beside her. She knocks your lunch plate out of your hands and laughs at you. You  just let it happen. You walk away almost tearing up. You just want to go home at this point. When you reach the bathroom you figure out it might be for the better that you skip for the rest of the day. You're in the big stall, sitting down when you drop your phone down the toilet. Ugh can things get any worse? You try your hardest to dry it off. Finally after 3 more hours the school day is over. You walk to the bus with your head down, not caring about your surroundings. Like normal, you sit down in your normal seat. When you arrive home the doors locked and you can't get it open. Your father should know that you're not home yet. You knock and ring the doorbell multiple times, but he doesn't seem to be answering. You walk around the house knowing that the window in the bathroom is unlocked. You climb in and your father is on the floor with a bottle in his hand. You turn to look in the kitchen to see that nothing is made for you to eat. You decide to just go to bed.