Becoming Badass

You feel like you're drowning.

"Mom, please, for fuc- I mean uh Mom- just- don't do this-" I groan loudly resting my head on the counter as she looks in my pockets for the keys to my motorcycle.

"Well you should've fucking thought about this before getting suspended and spending an entire night out without telling anyone where the hell you were." She says angrily moving on to searching my bag and I sigh when I hear the jingle of my keys. I look up slightly as she puts the keys in her bag and sits back down with a satisfied smile on her face.

"Well how am I suppose to get to school now?" I mutter with a bit of anger.

"The bus, what else do you think? Your dad is going to work and I'm going to help Dylan as much as I can before he goes back to college. Which reminds me- Dylan, come get breakfast before it gets cold!!" She yells out and I roll my eyes.

"Help him with what? He's got like one bag, all he needs to do is get in his car and drive off." I mutter again and my mom scowls at me but then stands up when Dylan walks in, walking towards him, and I stick my tongue out at her back.

"I'll cut your tongue out if you do that again." My mom sings out as she hugs Dylan and gives him a giant plate of food, at least she gave me some. I scrunch my nose up, does she have fucking eyes at the back of her head. "You better get going Alex you don't want to miss the bus." My mom says sipping her coffee and I get off the chair slowly, with a small pout, trying not to glare. I grab my bag and put it around my shoulder, walking out of the kitchen. "Hold up, clean your shit-"

"Mom-" Dylan interrupts my mom and I stomp back slightly, grabbing my plate, throwing the rest in the trash and putting it in the sink. I'm not washing it, fuck that, I try to walk out of the kitchen again.

"Say goodbye to your brother at least, he isn't coming back until thanksgiving." My mom yells after me and I groan loudly stomping to Dylan, this time as loudly as I can.

"Goodbye my dearest brother who I love with all my heart." I say in the sweetest voice I can and hug my brother.

"I love you too, Alex. Cut the sarcasm, alright? I am leaving." He says and I sigh, nodding my head.

"Fine, don't get anyone pregnant, I'll see you when you come back." I say as I let him go and he smiles, patting my back.

"Better hurry, Alex, it looks like rain." Mom says and I nod, walking to the front door and walking out. "Wait, take an umbrella!" My mom hands me the smallest umbrella I've ever since and I nod my head, muttering a small 'thank you.' I walk down the stairs and begin walking down the sidewalk, towards the bus stop. Today I'm wearing black converse, dark blue skinny jeans, and a black shirt okay yeah it's not incredibly hot but who the fuck cares? I know I have to wear the damn clothes I spent all my money on but, I want something comfy. I see the ugly yellow bus turning the corner and pulling up, and I begin jogging, I start running when it doesn't stop where it's suppose to.

"STOP THE FUCKING BUS!!" I scream as I begin sprinting towards the bus just casually going on. "YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO STOP TWO STREETS AGO, DUDE WHAT THE FUCK!!!" I yell, as I stop running because the bus turns onto a busy road. I kick the air, panting and grab my hair. Well what the fuck am I suppose to do now? "Oh, duh." I hit my head with the palm of my hand, the public bus. I look around and walk to the nearest, bus stop and look at the schedule.

"Wait, what fucking bus do I take?" I mutter to myself looking at the schedule, when an old lady walks by me. "Oh, uh, wait, excuse me?" I say trying to get her attention and she stops looking up at me, with a straight face. "Do you know what bus goes directly to the-"

"No buses come to this stop." The old lady says, interrupting me. "The next closest ones are down the hill to the left, or a good half mile- mile to the right."