FAKE // NATEWANTSTOBATTLE

(Almost) Immediate Gratification

I pulled up to my house with the utmost dissatisfaction and clicked off my car. I sighed, knowing that I had to go in and face my homework like a mature high schooler. It killed me to do - but I had to. I debated on wether or not to go ahead and cherish having the house to myself (my parents wouldn't be home for another hour or so) or just do my homework so I wouldn't be up in the late hours trying to achieve everything. I finally decided just to cherish the peace and quiet of my home with no one to tell me what to do or judge me. That's the best time to be by yourself. Alone in a house with a good mindset and no parents.

While my parents are away, I do practically anything I want to do and I enjoy being by myself in such a large space. I absolutely loved the serenity that it was to be alone. My biggest wonder: do I sit back, have some tea, and relax or do I blast metal music while head banging until I'm deaf and on the verge of a migraine?

I decided on relaxation.

Being a teenager, I hardly ever have time to relax for myself. I'm always aching and moving around. If I'm not moving, then I'm sitting in a desk while my brain slaves away at pointless information I'll never remember.

I'll never fucking use half the stuff they try to teach me.

Once inside my house, I went upstairs and threw my backpack on my bed. Going into my bathroom, I decided to check up on the cuts on my arm. I peeled the bandage off and washed my arm. I peroxided the cuts and left them open to air.

I finally fished my phone out of my pocket and plugged up my Bluetooth speaker. Instead of metal, I turned on Death Of A Bachelor by Panic! At The Disco. I played it softly as I walked downstairs in the kitchen.

People have told me
I don't look the same.
Maybe I've lost weight,
I'm playing hooky.

I pulled mint teabags from the cupboard and began to boil my water on the stove. I smile as the scent of mint hits my nose and relaxes my nerves.

I'm walking the long road
Watching the sky fall.
The lace in your dress
Tangles my neck
How do I live
The death of a bachelor!

My water slowly starts rolling and I dance slowly around the kitchen. I sang the lyrics loud and proud, much to the dismay of my neighbours, I'm sure. My water began boiling and I pulled the pot off the eye.

The death of a bachelor
Seems so fitting for
Happily ever after.
How could I ask for more?
Lifetime of laughter
At the expense of the death of a bachelor.

I poured the boiling water in my cup, adding the teabag and sugar shortly afterwards. Finally, I picked up my speaker and sauntered into the living room. I sat down on the couch and just... Relaxed.

I had a nearby book at my disposal and began reading. The name of the book was Hereafter, a book my mom had bought for late night reading. It was a book about the spirit of a dead girl who seeks help from a boy to figure out who she is, seeing as she can't remember exactly how she died, why, or who she was before.

I almost dropped my book after a ding from my phone startled me back to reality. I decided to check my phone to see who it was.

Matthew 4:57 PM
Hey Wanna hang out this evening?

I furrowed my eyebrows and took a sip of my tea. I glanced at the time on Matts text. We were just properly introduced this morning and he already wants to hang out? I bit my lip in thought. I still had a ton of homework to do. Not to mention, I'd have to be back by seven - the time my parents got off work. Do I really want to?