Keep your hands off

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I didn't sleep at all that week, and it was really weighing heavy on my mind. I'm surprised I was still able to drive to school and pick out matching clothes and dress myself. And I don't know why I expected any different because this boy clearly thought it was a sport, proving me wrong that is because every day he told me how awful I looked and asked me if I was ok, and usually when he said it I could tell he was joking, but today was different.

"Katye, seriously, what going on, I'm really getting worried, you don't look well at all, whats going on?"

"nothing, just having a rough week okay? Not that it's any of your business." Okay I know what you're thinking, why are you being so hard on him? Well i haven't slept in a week, so yes I may be a little cranky. And yes this guy is getting on my nerves.

" Look I'm sorry okay, I was just worried about you, I'll leave you alone from now on okay?" He told me, and it sounded like I had somehow offended him. I mean I guess I was being a bitch, but at this point shouldn't he just expect that from me? He got up and left the classroom. Great now I have to apologize, and I hate apologizing. I grabbed my stuff and fallowed him down the hall. He went straight to the coffee cart and ordered a large cup of something I couldn't pronounce, and when he got his order a minute later, he turn.ed around and saw me, and I didn't give him a second to stop me or walk away.

"Look I'm sorry for snapping at you okay? I haven't been sleeping well this week, at all actually. SO I'm sorry for taking it out on you." I told him.

He continued to look upset for a second and then smiled, "It's okay I forgive you, but I would like if you tried to get some sleep though, it's not healthy, and you really do look like you could use a nice nap."

"Yeah I can't see that happening anytime soon, but don't worry, eventually I'll just pass out." I told him.

"That doesn't sound healthy either, but I won't push. Not yet anyways." He said smirking.

"Whatever, anyways, I should head home. I told him.

"Yeah me too, See you tomorrow?" He asked hopefully.

"Yes tomorrow," I told him with a sigh.

I made it home, and you know I don't know how I can't really remember it. Maybe Logan's right, maybe I do need to sleep, like I need a hole in the head. I would love to sleep I really would, but my mind and body won't shut down enough to let me.

I unlocked the front door stepped into my house and threw my keys on the counter. I walk over to the sink and filled the empty coffee pot with water. After I put the coffee grounds in the machine along with the water I grabbed a monster out of the fridge, I pulled my laptop out of my bag and did the little amount of homework I had.

After the coffee was done and I threw the can from my monster away, I filled up a coffee mug grabbed my monster and my backpack and headed upstairs to my room. I spent the rest of the night looking up really loud music to add to my i-pod so I wouldn't fall asleep.

A half hour before I had to leave for school I took a shower and made more coffee. I didn't really care what I looked like today, so I slapped some black makeup on, and put on my favorite pair of boots and called it good.

I grabbed some more coffee, and threw everything in my backpack and headed to school, at least it was Friday.

When I got to school as per my usual I got some more coffee and a monster and headed to class, I was a little early so I decided to get some programming work done before class. About fifteen minutes later Gabrial showed up carrying two cups of coffee from the shop in the school.

" Rough night?" I asked him nodding to the coffee.

"No actually, slept like the dead, this is for you." He laughed handing me the coffee.

"Oh no way you're the best, how did you know I wanted more coffee." I asked him taking the coffee with a smile.

"I have seen the amount of caffeine you consume at school, so I figured you could use another cup, and since it doesn't look like you slept last night either, I see I made a good call." He smiled sadly.

"yeah sleep is not possible or smart until the weekend." I told him with a shrug.

He didn't look convinced but dropped the subject as the teacher walk into the room, late as usual.

To be honest I don't really remember much from class, and I'm not sure how I made it home alive and in one piece, but when I did I was really out of it. I leaned against the staircase so I could get up the stairs and into my room.


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