Tired of It All

Chapter 3: Almost Time

It was an agonizing week before school starts again, that was a day Naruto dreaded every year since primary school. He was counting down the days he had left of freedom and relief. Naruto wasn't a very popular guy in school, in fact, he was the opposite, hated for no reason at all, it was as if they all conspired against him and he didn't understand why. As many times as he has asked no one really gives a reasonable or valid answer if one at all.

The blonde laid back on his bed, going over his years of school torture, sorting through to see where it all went wrong, brows knotting to a specific moment he could remember so vividly, as if it happened a few hours ago when in fact it happened so many years ago. Despite being the stereotyped labeled outcast he was hated as he had a few good friends like all awkward outcast. He loved them dearly because they would never be so cruel to him like the rest.

Naruto snuggled underneath his blankets covering his face, tears welting in the corner of his eyes. Face smashed into the fabric of his covers, soaking up the salty tears, he hid his face out of embarrassment over the fact he could cry over just thoughts, ones he was used to. Even though no one was there to witness it, the idea of it happening still got to him. Cheeks flushed red of embarrassment mixed with irritation, tears trickled down his cheeks, every once in awhile stopped by the horizontal scars that were placed so perfectly like whiskers.

Naruto wiped his face, drying it from his showing weakness. He shouldn't be crying over something so childish, they were just people, people he didn't even care about really, so why? Why care so much?

A pool of anxiety turned into a flood breaking through the walls of his stomach, his pride rebuilding the walls to act as a dam, keeping himself from freaking out. The mixture made it difficult to breathe but he forced shaky deep breathes anyways. He needed to stop thinking about it, it was a week away anyways.. school shopping was a soon necessity, his clothes were becoming worn, many scattered holes invaded them from all the fights and beatings.. he didn't need those reminders. He needed new supplies, he needed new everything.

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He needed to get the shopping done today, as quickly as possible, the blonde boy thought carefully then looked down to his list:

New Clothes

Ramen

Milk

School supplies

The first four listed most important and it went on, the last to be listed the least important, but he thought about what was closer and concluded that he could buy the supplies while getting the groceries, and tomorrow he could go buy clothes.

Naruto walked to the store nearby, counting his money to be sure how much he could spend. he wasn't just given money like most kids when it came to school or when it came to anything in general. He couldn't just do chores and earn a bit of cash, no, He didn't have parents for that. He lived on his own, he earned everything on his own because he hated accepting things from pity.

Finally, the Blonde arrived, he went straight to searching for everything needed. Some pens, a binder, paper, pencils, a sharpener, lunch bags, a pencil bag, notebooks, etc. When Naruto got the basket filled with everything he could afford, he headed over to the cash register- or self-checkout, that was easier, no human interaction but there was a long line and he wanted to get home- so human interaction it was.

Naruto thought about how he could possibly get this stuff home from just walking, maybe he should have thought about this a bit more than just over breakfast. A voice broke the Blondes train of thought.

"Excuse me, sir? That would be 10,000 yen."

Naruto's eyes widened, he only had 7,000 yen on him at the moment