Who do you live for?

My daily routine...kind of

     I woke up or more like squinted away, my eyes burning at the sight of the window that my father strategically used to wake me up without him having to come to my room and shake me awake just for me to fall asleep again and him to repeat the cycle.
I decide to wake up because I'm a good son, I check my out home routinely being blinded a second time.
After my eyes adjusted I looked at my text
Gabriel: daviiid
Gabriel:ITS
Gabriel:TIIIIME
Gabriel:WAKE UUUUP
Gabriel:WEEHOOOWEEEHOOO
Gabriel:jejfjwidojfjsbe

     I laugh a bit wondering how I mange to make these kind of friends then I text back

You:yesssss?

Gabriel:dude finally Wtf

You:whaat?

Gabriel: bro guess what?

You:WHAT CUNT?

Gabriel: ay bitch mind your manners anyway you know that girl kaelin

You: from elementary?the one that we said we'll tag team smash?

Gabriel: hell yea bro she's coming to our school

       Just then I heard a beast yell in the debts of the downstair kitchen area and by beast I mean my mom

"DAVID STOP JACKING OFF COME DOWN HERE" she screamed

"MOM WHAT.THE.FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU" I responded

"YOUR FRIEND GABRIEL IS HERE AND YOUVE KEPT HIM WAITING FOR A WHILE" she screamed again "AND HE SAYS LOOK AT HIS STORY ON SNAPCHAT"

      "IM COMING DOWN AND ALRIGHT" I look at my Snapchat and go to his story then my room fills with the all to familiar words "David stop jacking off and come downstairs" with Gabriel laughing in the background

      I decide to wear just an all black t-shirt some jeans and black and white nikes because why not. I go to the restroom brush my teeth and fix my hair which looks like as messy as arguments about politics. I fix it up grab my one strapped backpack and walk out of my door. I can already tell this day is going to be mad.