The Gamer [Clifford]

0.2 everything sucks kinda?

I drive about 40 minutes to get to school. I fucking hate traffic. Like it's not even funny. Everyone in Florida is old, we call them snow birds because they come from the cold to the heat. They swarm like moths to a flame. Let me tell you some of these people need their license taken away.

First off I start my drive, it's nice but then there's an old man going 25 in a 45 and I go around him to get stuck behind another slow ass person. It's not like I'm trying to speed I just want to go the damn speed limit some days. But wait it gets better because then I get on the highway to go to Tampa and I have to merge and all the little snow birds like to stop completely before getting over, like no you just keep going if no one is coming you don't have to stop.

After making it to campus I noticed that the parking garage near my class was full, not to mention that at this point in my morning I was already running late. Class started at 9 and it was now 8:45. I had to drive all the way to the other side of campus, park, and then walk back over to the other side.

I drove to the other side of campus and parked my car. I began to walk to class. I had the signal to walk across the street and began walking when a car started to turn onto the street I was walking on and almost hit me. "Watch where you're fucking going." He yelled. "You almost hit me ass wipe, pedestrians have the right away. Learn how to drive." I yelled back as I finished crossing the street.

I made my way to class, by the time I was halfway there the bell had already rung. I finished my walk and made my way into the large building, I took out my phone and looked at the time. 9:10 It was 4 am in California. I opened the doors to the lecture hall and walked inside, everyone's head turned to me as I took a seat in the back of the room.

"How nice of you to join us miss Stern." I knew he was being sarcastic, I didn't feel like getting kicked out today so I just smiled at him and thought to myself, asshole. Today everything sucked.

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I was halfway through class when I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I took it out and looked at the time. 12:15. I unlocked my phone and pulled up the text.

Text from Michael:
Hey

Text to Michael:
Hey, what are you doing awake? Shouldn't you be asleep?

Text from Michael:
Well I mean I should, but I'm not tired anymore you didn't sleep that much either.

Text to Michael:
Well I don't have to play a show tonight and I can nap in a bit.

Text from Michael:
So can I, we still have to travel to the venue.

Text to Michael:
Where are you playing tonight?

Text from Michael:
Shouldn't you know fan girl?

Text to Michael:
Hey ass wipe that's Lexi who likes you guys not me.

Text from Michael:
Well then I'm just gonna have to make you like us then aren't I?

Text to Michael:
You can try all you want, doesn't mean you can cast you're boy band spell on me.

Text from Michael:
We are NOT a boy band.

Text to Michael:
Mhmm. Hey I'm gonna go get lunch give me 20 minutes.

Text from Michael:
Call me at lunch?

Text to Michael:
Will do.

I walked to the campuses oversized cafeteria and grabbed some food that I probably won't eat. I took my food and walked outside to the usual spot I ate lunch with Lexi. Lexi usually didn't get out of class until a little while after I do so I usually sat alone for a bit so I pulled out my phone and called Michael.