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I pop the two pills in my mouth, knowing I would need them more today than any. I didn't wanna do today, if that made any sense. I just didn't feel like putting up an act today; I didn't want to go to a place and act like everything's fine with me, when it's not.
I didn't feel like hearing anyone's voice, nor did I feel like being around people period. Doing a large stretch, I rise up out of bed and walk into my bathroom.
I flick on the light and yawn grabbing my tooth brush, I look at the large mirror in front of me taking in my appearance. My eyes go to my sweat pants followed by my puffy, swollen eyes widening and tears brimming my eyelids.
"Man, What the fuck." I mumble with a tear slipping down my cheek. The large red stain just ruined a pair of the most comfortable sweat pants I've ever had; no wonder why my bitchass has been so emotional.
I wipe the single tear off my cheek before starting my morning routine, which included the long decision of if I wanted to wear a pad or tampon. Of course I went with tampon just because pads were too much, plus shit always goes wrong when I wear a pad.
I slide on a pair of black leggings, a black Thrasher hoodie, and my black Uggs with the glitter bows on the back. Those were my favorite. All I did for my hair was out it in a ponytail and put a red headband around it.
I grabbed all my things, including my glasses and a bottle of ibuprofen, then started to make my way out the house and to school. I was gonna start wearing my glasses just because I didn't want my vision to get worst. Plus people wouldn't be able to tell as much that I had been crying a lot if I had glasses on.
I avoid the large puddles of rain the whole way there, and eventually made it with only five minutes to spare. I roll my eyes walking into first period hearing all these loud ass bitches being all noisy for no reason. You literally see these people everyday, if not five days of the week. Why the hell do you need to yell during your conversation? Nothing that interesting has happened to you within the last 24 hours.
I sluggishly plop down in my desk and set my things in the empty desk beside me since Dejha was no longer sitting here, but instead with the people who actually kept her attention. The bell begin to ring followed by everyone moving to their proper seats and settling down.
The teacher immediately began talking and handing out shit for us to start doing. All I wanted to do was get some food and go to sleep. Today just wasn't my day. But when is it?
••••• I groan standing in my spot watching the rain poor down through the glass window. School ended around ten minutes ago and I was probably one of the only students still here; everyone else either had a car or took the bus. If I had the option, I would totally take the bus. But they aren't allowed in gated communities because it requires a code which they aren't able to know.
