Lucas Manning

I have a crush?

I open my eyes slowly. I'm laying on my back on my bed. My brother has his arms around me still hugging me. I slowly move his arm off of me and slide off the bed; trying as best as I can to not wake him up.

My feet hit the floor gently and Logan merely rolls over on his side and gets comfortable.

I sigh in relief and walk over to my dresser and grab some boxers and clothes. Of course I grabbed my jeans and my green day shirt. It's my favorite shirt ever. My dad got it for me because my mom kind of hates me...you know..yeah.

I walk out and close the door slowly so it doesn't make a noise and walk down the hall to the bathroom. I open the door and shut it behind me. I don't even bother locking it because I'm the only person up.

I quickly take a shower trying to avoid the cuts on my arms.

I wince as the water touches the streaks. It burns so badly.

I bear through the pain and step out.

Me being as stupid and clumsy as I am. I fall on my face when I step out.........

Of course it was loud enough to wake up my parents and brother......

And I'm standing here completely naked holding a towel. And of course my mom opens the door.

"Fucking shit...." I cover up with the towel.

I blush as I realize how stupid I am. I'm still sitting on the floor......

"Get up and get ready," my mom tells me before she walks out leaving me sitting in my own self pity or whatever.

I stand up and dry off which hurts almost as bad as showering.

Then, I slip on my boxers and clothes and comb through my hair with my fingers because I'm just lazy.

I brush my teeth because my breath usually smells like crap. (I mean I don't really talk to any humans but anyways.)

I walk out and go to my room. My brother still is asleep in his bed...that lazy piece of crap....

I slide on my converse and lay on him in an attempt to wake him up.

However, Logan being me brother...he like karate chops me in the side because he's just....he's just Logan....

Of course I'm like...damn it I just got shanked in the side by my brother. And of course he did it hard so yeah I'm in pain.

I roll off the bed onto to the floor. To only find my mom coming in...again.

"Stop horsing around and get ready for school!" And with that she left...again....as usual.

Logan is awake now and is looking at me. "Oh dude I'm sorry..."

"Eh...I'm fine," I lied of course but you know....I'm never really exactly fine anyways. He just made my day a little worse but I've had worse days.

Logan seems agitated with himself for hitting me but I honestly don't care. He shouldn't feel bad. I mean I'm probably going to get beat up today anyways.

I grab my backpack and walk out.

I never eat breakfast so I just go ahead and leave early for school. I can sit at the park for a few minutes. At this time in the morning the park is probably empty.