The bleating sound of an alarm comes slowly into hearing.
Ugh. Wonderful. Another year to spend in hell.I groan and stuff my head under my pillow trying to muffle the sound.
"CASSIDY UP UP UP! FIRST DAY!"
Oh gee great. Another bleeping annoyance.
"YEAH CAS GET UP."
And there's the other one.
Living in a house with two guys drives me insane. Especially when one of them is an annoying minecraft obsessed twelve year old.I stumble down the two steps that lead into the tiny living space of my home. My house is really small. The living room is crammed with shit my dad doesn't use and the dining room table is crammed with bills and papers my father is putting off to fill out until the last minute, so if there's a time I do eat I just eat on the porch. Again, I know. It's sad.
"Stop blocking the hallway." I hear as I get pushed into the wall to my left.
"Stop being such a brat."Giving me an annoyed stare and keeping contact, my younger brother trips over a stool who just so happened to be right in front of where his feet were taking path.
Dumbass."Hey, I made breakfast." My father says smiling It seems like he's proud of himself. Ever since mom moved out he's been making all the food and working around the house. It's good for him. He hasn't gotten off his ass in years. He even sobered up too. I'm proud of how far he's come this past year. He can still be a bit of an asshole at times. I guess he's in a good mood right now.
"Okay, I'm taking a shower."
"Okay, we're leaving in 25 so make sure you have enough to time to get ready." He yells after to me. I kind of just ignore it hoping he knows I heard.I turned the knob on the water slowly. The water ran cold, and knowing my house it would stay that way.
I stepped into the icy cold water. It stung, but it woke up. The feeling of something cold making contact with my skin sent a strange type of adrenaline through my whole body. It was a strange feeling, I could feels warmth flow through the veins in my wrists. I tried not to look. But it was tempting. I looked down and held out both my arms and looked at the two slashes that lined the top of my wrists. The water began to sting and hurt a little again, but I didn't care. The pain reassured me that I could still feel.
I got out of the shower and dried my body off and shook my head drying my short fading purple hair off. I really need to redye it.
A knock came from behind the bathroom door.
"Cas you almost ready? We have to leave in ten. I've got work, remember?."
"Shi- Uhh yeah almost." That was lie.
"Okay I'm going to start up the truck okay?"
"Yep okay see you out there." Fuck fuck fuck.
Panicking I look around the room seeing if the things I need. What do I need most right now. Clothes.
Still searching wasting time looking around the bathroom I stop to realize I brought clothes in here the night before knowing id be rushing. God I'm a genius.Struggling, I pull on a pair of blue skinny jeans. In that moment I forgot how hard it is to pull on clothes when your body is wet.
Finally I've gotten the jeans on now I'm rushing to find a shirt. I spot my grey Beatles shirt with pictures of all for of them and at the top the word "letitbe."
There's a lot of memories with this shirt. I remember my uncle sending it to me in the mail when I was about five or six. Trying it on it was like a dress to me. It went down to my ankles, but I love every bit of this shirt. Also a lot of kids got confused on what it said at the top of it since the words were all smushed together. I used to find it hilarious. Lastly pulling on a large blue hoodie over my head. My spiky wet short hair popping out the top. I needed a haircut. It was getting much too long.From outside I hear a familiar beep. "CAS COME ON I DONT HAVE ALL DAY LETS GO I NEED TO GET TO WORK TO GET PAYED SO I CAN FEED YOU TWO PAINS!"
"OKAY IM COMING HOLD ON!"
Shit okay makeup, fuck it I'll do it at school. Picking up my toothbrush and scrubbing my teeth.I run outside a total mess, my backpack is all the way open and my school supplies are almost falling out of it as I bolt to the truck.
"Man I don't get it but you or your brother always manage to make me late."
"What you mean is that Cas always manages to make you late." Smirks the shit head.
"Shut up Chris."
"Yes mother."
Dear god he pisses me off.
I turn around and proceed to open my mouth to reply but my father speaks before I can make a comeback."Could you please at least just ignore him or stop fighting im already stressed enough."
I felt bad for the man that he has to deal with us every single day. It makes me feel guilty how much stress he's got on his shoulders right now and that me and my brother are making it worse for him. The rest of the car ride I stay silent and zone out. Blocking out the noises of the engine running and the air flowing through the drivers side window, closing my eyes I let my thoughts drift.Hearing the car come to a halt, i start to get anxious. We're in the parking lot for hell.
"Okay Cas have a good day I love you." The man says. It's comforting to feel the scruff of his beard brush my skin and he plants a kiss on my cheek. I'm lucky to have a father who loves and cares for me so much. I don't know what'd I'd do without him."I'll pick you up at 3:30 at the bleachers?"
"Okay. I love you too. See you after my session in hell." I reply jumping out of the car."
My father laughs.
"Alright sweetie. Call me if anything changes." My dad yells while pulling away from the parking space.
I give him a smile and a thumbs up. I turn around to face the big building.
Only ten months left of this hell hole. Lets get it over with.Walking in through the front doors there's already chaos.
There's a fight to the left of me, a group of people taking up the entire and
So.
Many.
Couples.
Eating.
Each other's.
Faces.
Ew.
Avoiding the countless couples and the huge mob I try to find my locker number. What was it again? Crap.
Stumbling and bumping into people for about five more minutes I finally find the familiar looking locker. But wait what, someone's trying to get into it.
It's a guy about 5'8 wearing black vans, skinny jeans, and a black muscle tee."Hey that's my lo-"
Unable to finish my sentence I'm knocked over by the kids fighting earlier. I took a pretty hard fall.
As I hit the ground my knees and hands protect me from the hall. I feel a piercing pain go through my knee up my whole leg.
"FUCK!" I scream.
I hear silence fall throughout the whole hall.
Good job Cas. Already embarrassed yourself in ten minutes through the whole day. Well done.
I feel someone pull me up.
"Woah hey are you okay? That was a hard fall."
The voice was sweet and gentle. Warm.
In my sight are black skinny jeans and vans. It's the boy at my locker.
Slowly I raise my head to see who helped me up.
The first thing I see are pink plump lips, frowning. The more I look up I see a pair of light brown concerned eyes. Staring intently into mine.
"Hello? Are you okay do you need any assistance like water or uh, just are you okay?"
"I uh-" my eyes shift to his hair. It's a faded color of pink.
"You what? Are you okay?" You can tell he has concern in his voice.
"I like your hair." I could feel my face blushing from embarrassment. Really Cas. He's seeing if your okay and functional and you go and say you like his hair. Great job at ruining the serious moment.
The boys lips form into a smile and a sound of laughter escapes from them. His eyes crinkling at the corners.
"I guess that's a yes?" He says still chuckling."Yeah uh I should get goin-" I'm cut off by my knee being shot with pain, starting to collapse once again the boy catches me.
"Woah woah okay slow down, we should probably see what's up with your knee, here I'll walk you to the nurses. Can you direct me where to go? I'm new here so."
He puts my arm over his neck and holds the side of my waist for support, but pulls his hand away a second later.
"Sorry are you comfortable with that? Like me holding your waste?"
Woah this dudes polite."Oh uh yeah it's fine." I'm still shocked he would even ask.
"Okay. Lets get that knee checked out."Hii again. So just give me feed back on what you think n yeah. Just check in and let me know what yah think because it's always nice to get some feedback. Thanks <3.

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