Faking Death

"Stress"

" Get out. Get out. Get out now while you still have a chance"

  I look down at my unfinished class work and sigh. I need to concentrate. Class is almost over, Im practically failing, and i haven't finished my work. Breathe, Just breathe.

  I scribble down my answers and hope to god I'll pass. Looking up from my tattered desk i see the rest of the students looking at me. "Look at that sweetheart, you made them so upset because you took your sweet ass time finishing up". I take a breath and hesitantly walk up to my teachers desk feeling every bodies eyes burning into my back. My teacher nods as i place the sheet onto his desk.

  Before anything else can happen the bell rings. Students immediately shoot up from their desks, grabbing their belongings, and running off. I scurry to my desk grabbing my bag and make a run out of the classroom.

  "Jamie, get over here." i stop dead in my tracks hearing Kate's voice behind me. I approach her and notice her hands are in her pockets hiding something.

  "Seriously?" I glance down to her pockets. "Cigarettes again? I can't be smoking right now, even though it is lunchtime"

  "Come on. You look like you need it" she makes a gesture at my appearance. 

  I look down at myself. My grey hoodie fitting so loosely on me that you can see my bra strap, pants torn from the fall I took this morning, worn out converse looking like they would fall apart at any given moment, i may have skipped another shower explaining why my hair looked greasy and uncombed. I can smell the perfume i drenched myself in. I know realized i forgot to take my medication again.

  "I look like shit, i know but... it was a bad night" I mumble. 

  "Don't sweat it babe. Come on lets get off campus and take a drive before class starts," Kate puts an arm around me and we walk off towards the exit.

  I get into her fathers old truck. Rusty, she calls him. A khaki color with a splash of dirt from going off road. I lean back in the leather seat. "So what happened last night?" she says as she sits down, pulling a cig out of her pocket. She offers me one and i take it. 

  "Well...Depression again" i look down looking for my lighter in my pocket. Once the cigarette is ignited, i can see Kate's face soften. I light her cig and put on my seat belt. "Just wondering how life will be without me in it"

  "Then it wouldn't be a life, now would it?" she smirks a bit while she adjusts her seat belt. Her sarcasm has always been unbecoming of her. I couldn't help but smile. She notices and pokes my shoulder playfully.

  "Awww well i'm glad to know your gonna miss me the most" i giggle softly. She makes a kissy face making the puff of smoke pass by me and i hit her softly. "Come on lets get out of this fucking hell hole already!" Nodding in approval she reverses and pulls out off the parking lot.