Friend please:|:A crankiplier story

Homework

This is my first ever fanfic. Hope you like it! If you have any suggestions of what you want to happen. Please just leave a comment. Thanks!

Ethan's POV
"Finally, the last day of school. Maybe I can finally just go to the camp to leave my parents." I said. I couldn't wait to go to camp. They had lots of games and I could maybe even make my first friend. I have been through primary school, middle school, and now my 3rd year of high school. I have made friends with people that I thought they were my friends.
I got my stuff ready to go. I had to turn in this last homework assignment, but I didn't do it. My grades are already C's and D's so what's the point.
I don't have F's because I don't want to be held back. My parents would kill me if I got held back.
Once I put on a T-shirt that was a band shirt, since I played clarinet, and a pair of black jeans. I walked down stairs to see my mom making breakfast.
"Woah, are you making breakfast for me?" I asked. I would be surprised if she was. She hasn't made food for me in 7 years.
"Heck no! These are for me, and only me!" My mom responded. She turned away to continue cooking.
My mom always does this to me. My dad doesn't even talk to me. My parents are the reason why I am a suicidal kid. They make me wanna die so much.
One day I will die, and I can't wait for that day.

Mark's POV
"Ah Frick! It's the last day of school. I need to go to the camp my mom signed me up for. I already have good grades, and I don't want to be having to play games all day. I just wanna play my guitar and sing all day for my first month of summer." I said looking up at my ceiling.
"I bet I don't even know anyone there too. I will just learn stuff I already know, not talk or make any new friends." I said as I was still looking at the ceiling. I heard my mom call my name downstairs. I got out of bed and chose the first clothes I touched.
It came to a black T-shirt, some sweatpants, and some slides.
When I went downstairs I saw my mom cooking some pancakes.
"Mom I'm bi, not pan." I said with a giggle. She looked up at me and just laughed.
"Oh, well I can just throw them away." She exclaimed. She them grabbed the plate of them and headed for the garbage.
"NO NO NO! I was just kidding." I said looking at her. She turned back around and handed me some pancakes.
"Thanks, hey what time do I have to be at the camp thing?" I asked as i was already chowing down into my pancakes. They were so light and fluffy.
"I think...ummmmm 5?" She said as she started to grab her phone out of her pocket. "Ok, yeah 5. Do you have your things packed?"
"Yes I have everything" I said with a groaning voice
"Clothes?"
"Yes"
"Paper? Pens? Pencils?"
"Yes"
"Extra underwear?"
"MOooooooom"
"Sorry, had to ask. How about your guitar? Phone? Phone charger?"
Yes, yes, and yes. Mom I have everything don't worry." I said looking up at her.
"I'm gonna miss you. I won't see you for an entire month." She said with her sad eyes.
"Well you signed me up. You wanted me to get super duper smart, and no going back now." I said looking at her.
"I know, Oh! Time for you to go to school. Bye markimoo!"
"Bye mom, see ya later." I said as I was grabbing my backpack, and rushing out the door.
Once the bus came I realized that I have forgotten my homework.