But You're My...

3000 Word Essay

I feel myself blinking harder and slower. I rub my eyes and hit my chest to wake myself up. I grab my phone and check the time, 3AM it read. I groan and throw myself back into my pillows. I had to finish this 3000 word essay and I didn't start until about a hour ago, leaving me with 2000 words still left to type. Procrastination was my best friend I swear. I rub my eyes one more time and take a swig of my water. Thinking of my next sentence in my head, my dog Deizma jumps on my bed. Completely disregarding the work I need to get done, I pull Deizma on my lap and begin petting and cooing at her. "OKAY" I scream out loud making my pup jump. I throw my head back into my laptop and try to finish my work.

I wake up to the sound of  my alarm. I felt like I had just fallen asleep...because I had. 7 in the morning and I had to get dressed and get ready for school. I check the weather, high of 81 today, summer was getting closer and spring wasn't my one of my favorite seasons. I grab a random pair of leggings and a camouflage t-shirt. I slide my laptop in my bag and zip it up. Pouring Deizma her breakfast, I grab a apple and head to the door. As soon as I lock it I touch my back, "Shit I forgot my bag" I say and unlock the door, running upstairs to grab it, also putting my phone in my pocket like I should've the first time. I get on the bus and go strait to sleep. 

3rd period lunch hour and i'm still groggy, I got a detention that i'm not going to from sleeping in class. I grab my lunch and at the table where no one talks. I have no friends and no desire to make any. Closest thing I have to friends are the people I like to be in groups with, which are the people who hate doing work. If I want it done right I have to do it myself, so its a win win for everyone. Sometimes I wish people would talk to me but I lose that interest as quickly as I get it. People are monsters, they only want to be close to break you. I learned that the hard way and refuse to feel that pain again. Some one who was supposed to be my best friend snaked and the detail get me emotional. I was in my junior year and wanted to ride out the rest of high school pain free. 

I get home and my mom is standing in the doorway, "well that was a fast detention wasn't it" she frowns. I tend to be famous for ditching detentions, so they resulted into texting my mother when I get one. She rambles in the car "I don't have time to drive you back and forth every time you decide to get a detention, I can't seem like a bad mom by just letting you skip which you've done way to many times. I don't understand why you get so many like..." I sound her out and put in my headphones. We pull up at the school and I get out the car without saying anytime, holding back the urge to flip her off. I find the detention room and sit where the lady tells me to. I look around and see theres  2 girls and 3 boys scattered about the room. One I recognize, he's one that I do my social studies projects with when we need to group, he can thank me for his social studies grade. He turns around and looks at me, giving a small smile and wave as he noticed me, I give a half smile in return so he gives a goofier smile back. I snort and lay my head on my desk, falling strait asleep.

I wake up to being poked, "Its time to go home yo" I hear but I wave them off, "5 more minutes I say burring my head further into my arms. "Get out my classroom, I want to go home." I hear the teacher say. I huff and get up, drunk walking to the doorway looking for my mom. "You got a car?" Someone asks behind me, it was the social studies boy. "Im Jake" he says introducing himself. I look at him, then look back at the road. "Not talking ay? Whats the deal?" He says. I look at him, move my eyebrows in a concerned look. "Can I at least get a name?" He continues talking to me. "If I tell you my name will you shut the fuck up?" I say, clearly not in the mood to have a conversation. "Ouch, but yes, I will shut the fuck up" He says. "Starr, my name is Starr" I huff, tapping at my phone to text my mom to hurry up. "Okay I know I said id shut the fuck up" I roll my eyes in frustration "but you want a ride home?" He asks, trying to be sweet, which didn't amuse me at all. "No my moms on the way can you just fuck off?" I say adding anger in my tone. He puts his hands up in defense and slowly walks away. I get a response from my mom 'you wanted to skip detention, you find a way home'  I huff in anger and try to remember his name, "Hey uh Jacob" He turns halfway in the parking lot "Jake" he corrects. "Id actually like that lift...Jake" I say running towards him. He unlocks his car and gets in, I follow. "What made you change your mind?" He asks, "Moms a dick but uh sorry for being a ass, haven't got much sleep" I say giving a chin smile. I give him directions to my house, and we drove in silence.