Fool For You

Pale pools

20 Days
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That girl never came to sit with me again. She smiles at me sometimes but that's the extent of our interactions. I didn't message her either. So that was that.
I overheard some people in my class saying that some new kids were going to join our class in just under three weeks. My clock stops in just under three weeks... I tried not to think about it. It wouldn't do me any good.
I snapped out of my thoughts as the bell rang. It was an early close that day due to some dumb meeting the school had organized. I wasn't sure as to what it was exactly but I think it had to do with parent interviews. Whatever it was, I was gracious for the shortened time in that hell hole.
I pushed my way out of the building, pressed up against the wall. It was an awfully sunny day, forcing me to wear my dorky sunglasses. They were like seven dollars from a service station.
I played with my hair as I walked, the sound of the Arctic Monkeys filling my ears. I tossed around the idea of sitting by the creek for a bit and drawing before remembering the excessive load of homework in my bag. I sighed and slid into my house.
"Cam?"
I stopped.
"Yeah, Mum?" I replied quietly.
"Come here! How was school?"
I answered as she embraced me.
"As always, average."
She smiled at me before returning to her spot on the couch. I've never been overly close with my mum. I don't dislike her, it's just our personalities clash so we don't do much together. As I began walking to my room before hearing smashing glass.
"Jesus fucking Christ!" My mum exclaimed.
I winced at the sudden loud noises and tried to sneak to my room but got called back by an "OI!"
"Aren't you gonna help me clean up?" I'm rolled my eyes and turned around.
"Sorry, I'll grab you a cloth."
She sighed and under her breath mumbled
"No fucking manners."
My mum had a temper, part of the reason I could never get close with her. Shouting and passive aggressiveness panics me. I tossed her a cloth from the kitchen earning a "thanks". I stood there awkwardly, before warily slinking back to my room. I chucked my bag beside my door and flipped onto my bed. I scrolled through my emails before coming across one from the school. It read:

"Dear Students Of Lakeside Senior,

We would like to inform you that I'm three weeks, 11 students will be joining us. They will be in the grades 7, 9, and 10. Please treat them with respect and show them around if necessary.

Sincerely, Principal Hudson."

Three weeks. I glanced down at my clock. Twenty days... I mentally discarded the thought and dragged out my homework.

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This chapter sucks ass. Hope it's tolerable. B