Unanchored: Inspired by Demi Lovato (book 1 of the unanchored series)

19.⚓️

I'm pretty sure I am the worst person on the planet ever. I mean, I've already clarified that before and everyone knows it but please, don't ever ask me to go somewhere with you or make plans because 95% of the time, I don't even want to leave my bedroom.

I felt bad for ditching Porc but I don't feel bad for ditching him for my bed. God, I love my bed. It's literally the softest place to be in the world. If you're depressed, happy, mad, or whatever, your bed is your life long companion, who is comforting you and holding you during your most difficult times. How could I say no?

I didn't mean to ditch Porc, it's just, I fell asleep and now it's Monday and Christmas is on Sunday. I don't know what I want for Christmas. I don't think I really need anything, when I have my family. Man, how cheesy does that sound? But, I'm serious, I'm grateful for my family, I don't need anything else.

"So, what are you doing for Christmas?" I asked Rina while we were on the line in the cafeteria, waiting for our food. "Uh...my family and I are headed to our cabin in Colorado. What about you?" I shrugged my shoulders. "Nothing, much. Just a regular Christmas at home, well, actually, it'll be the first Christmas without my parents. So, that's gonna suck." I chuckled. "But, I'll be fine. I still have Gracie."

"If you weren't gonna stay in California, I would've invited you to come with me to Denver but I understand that you want to spend time with your family. I'm just a little upset that Porc won't be with us this year." She said with a disappointed look on her face.

As I put an apple on my tray, I stopped, and looked at Rina. "What do you mean he won't be with you guys?"

"I guess...something came up in his family and now he's leaving." Gone? Well, where the hell did he go? "This can't be. Oh, God." Now, I'll never know what he wanted to tell me. I have to find out, I have to see him tonight. I can't keep ditching people. Speaking of ditching people, I need to talk to Jamie. I know I have been saying that a lot lately, but I really need her to understand that I'm not trying to play her or make her look stupid. If anything, I make myself look stupid all the time, so she doesn't even have to worry about it.

After the dismissal bell rang, Mrs. Fletcher, my math teacher, wished us a Merry Christmas and even gave us a Christmas packet to work on over the break. Yeah, right. I am not doing that, if it's not counted towards my grade, I'm not doing it.

"Remember, this does count towards your grade." What the fuck? Why? I thought the whole point of a break is that you don't do anything and that includes homework.

"What for?" I asked. "As, I recall, the whole class did terrible on the last test. So, I think that you guys should be very grateful that I, even, considered giving you a few extra points to bring up your grade." Mrs. Fletcher said, smiling with her annoying ass. God, I just wanted to punch her in the face. I didn't even do that bad on the last test. A 75 is not that bad, it's still passing and it's better than a 30, like someone else got but I won't throw shade at Rina. Oops, did I say her name? Oh, well, she can't hear me anyway. Nobody can.

"Okay, everyone, enjoy your holiday and have a Happy New Year! Class dismissed!" She yelled as everyone bursted through the door and as soon as I got out of the classroom, I went to the side to wait for Rina's short ass.

I found her red Supernatural beanie sticking up high in the air. "You know, you 'oughta take that stupid hat off. You look like the little boy from The Snowy Day." Rina laughed while walking through crowds of students as everyone was headed to get their belongings to go home and enjoy their vacation.

"I've always wondered what happened to his parents." Rina joked. Now, that she mentions it, who the hell lets their kid roam around on the streets in the middle of winter. "Beats the shit out of me." I responded, leaning on someone's locker, while I was facing Rina.