Contention ( Iwaoi )

Chapter 1: Oikawa Tooru

I wake up to a very loud coughing and wheezing. I pry open my eyes as I'm blinded by the light coming through my window. I sit up as I rub my eyes and yawn.

I turn my head to my left to my mirror and I see my hair a mess and red eyes. I sigh and roll off the bed. I lay face first on the floor hoping that it was still the weekend. Even though I knew it wasn't. I lift my chin up and lay it on the ground.

I look up at my clock. 5:00. Who said it was ok to wake people up this early. I roll over and see my unfinished project on the floor. I sigh in defeat knowing that I'm running out of time on this irrelevant project.

I place my hand on my head feeling a headache come one. I pick myself up struggling to find my glasses. I hear the coughing and wheezing again.

I groan as I shuffle to the bathroom to get my mom's medicine. I open the medicine cabinet and search for her stupid inhaler. I see it and snatch it. I shake my head and slam close the medicine cabinet.

How many times must I tell her to keep her inhaler close by. I mean, it's just common sense. I walk down the steps and halfway down I trip and fall.

I screech as I roll down the steps. I reach the bottom and my head hits the wall. I hiss in pain and grab my head. Yup the headache is there. I see a beer botttle rolling down the steps and it lands at my feet. Of course.

I push myself up, leaning on some furniture to help me. I snatched the beer bottle up and stomp in the kitchen. I see my mom smoking a cigarette looking at me.

Now tell me why it's smart to smoke with a severe case of asthma. Like Jesus is anything between those ears besides ignorance.

"Well it's about time that you came down here." She says coughing out smoke. I just glare at her and throw the medicine on the counter in front of her. I go to throw the bottle away until she stops me.

"Aye what are you doing with that? Have you been drinking?" She says getting upset. I just look at her like she's flat out stupid.

"Seriously. Now do you even believe what you just said?" She gets quiet. I shake my head and throw it away.

I look at the clock. 5:30. I should start getting ready for school now. I go upstairs to brush my teeth and take a shower. I blast my music as I look for something to wear.

I grab my wrist bands, rings, and my journal and walk out my room. As I'm walking and putting them on I realized how messy this place is. I head to my mother's room and go through her drawer.

I take out her eyeliner as she miserably tried to hide it from me. I laugh to myself and start to put it on. When I'm done I take it with me.

I see that there is more and more junk. Newspapers are everywhere. Trash. Probably anything that could possibly be on the floor was there. I don't have time to clean it up and my mother sure isn't going to do it.

Not in the condition she's in anyways. Not that she would if she did just because she's that sorry.

I go downstairs watching my every step and it looks worse. I seriously need to make time to clean this up. I walk into the kitchen to get my book bag.

"Oikawa, what the hell is that on your face." She says grabbing my face and turning it towards her. I snatch myself away from her not saying a word.

"Oikawa make up is for girls. I already let you wear your ridiculous shirts so the least you could do is act like more of a boy." She says yelling at me.

I hear this all the time and it doesn't even affect me anymore. I grab my book bag and get my house keys. I head towards the door until I feel her grab my book bag, making me stumble back in the process.

" Mom what do you want. You're gonna make me miss my bus." I say in annoyance

"You are not leaving this house until you get that crap off your face. "

"Guess I'm not going to school today. Didn't really wanna go anyways." I say as I put my book bag down and head for the couch.

'Oh no, you're going to school and you're GOING to take that off." She says picking up my bag and shoving it at me.

"Look I don't need this. I'm not going to stay here if all you're going to do is yell at me."

I quickly leave and slam the door in her face before she can protest. I hurry and rush down the street to my bus. I hear her in the distance cursing at me. She's making a fool out of herself.

I barely make it to the bus and I get on. I see everyone look at me like they have a problem with me. I go all the way in the back but, as I'm walking some idiot put there bag in the walkway.

"Um excuse me." I say nicely as possible. Trying not to go off on their stupidity.

"You can step over it." This obnoxious girl says while popping her gum in my face. I sigh not trying to start a fight. I start to step over it until this girl decides to pull her book bag from underneath me.

I trip on the strap and fall on my face. The bus erupts in laughter. Typical. I get up and make my way to the back of the bus. I put my headphones on trying to tolerate the bumpy ride.

We hit hard on a speed bump and some kid's drink flew in the air and landed on me. It was obviously on purpose but whatever. I was now soaked in whatever this was. People laugh again not caring. I lay my now soaked hair on the window looking at the buildings pass by.

All of a sudden a paper ball lands on my lap. What the heck is it now? I look up and see some girls whispering and looking at me waiting to open it. I'm not going to entertain ignorance so just I just throw it out the window. I'm lucky the street is already filthy and you can't tell that someone litters. I can tell it's going to be a long week.