Love The Game: Overtime

Chapter 25

After three days of doing absolutely nothing, except lying in bed I decided that I'd better go to school Friday. The next morning, I woke up before my alarm went off. I think that's the worst feeling. Waking up, checking the time, and then knowing that as soon as you close your eyes you'll wake up again, in what seems like seconds, but this time by some blaring obnoxious noise. I kept turning off the alarm again and again until I had 15 minutes to get dressed and get to campus. I got out of the bed, then went to the bathroom. Sara's toothbrush isn't here, neither is her makeup bag. I used the bathroom, brushed my teeth and then looked at myself in the mirror. My hair is wavy and crazy. Fuck it. I went back into my room and put on a sports bra and then my maroon Nike hoodie. Then I put on my black Nike shorts. Not the girly ones, no. The ones that are as long as basketball shorts but they're the boy's ones that have felt on the inside so they're kind of warm. I then put on black long socks and some maroon shoes that matched my jacket. At least one thing in my life is somewhat put together, unlike my hair. I put my hood on and walked out the door closing it behind me. I then had to go back into the apartment and grab my phone my backpack and my car keys. Today is going to suck.

When I got to campus I had 2 minutes to get to class. I'm going to be late, so might as well get something to eat. I put my headphones in then stopped at one of the coffee stands that they have set up around campus. I got a hot tea for me and a black coffee for Kane. Might as well right? He can't hate me any more than he already does. I walked to my class with the cups burning my hands and some sad ass song filling my brain. My hood was still up and my hair was sticking out of the end. I passed some windows and I could see my own reflection. I look rough. Whatever.

I got to my classroom door 12 minutes after I was supposed to. At that point I wondered if I should even bother going in. I have this class with Callie; I'd totally forgotten until I saw her sitting at her spot through the window in the glass. Fuck it. I paused my music, opened the door and walked in. The whole class looked at me.

"Don't worry guys I'm here." Mr. Kane gave me a glaring look from his desk. Everyone was working on that in class assignment that was supposed to be done today.

"Ms. Atkinson." He glowered. I walked over to his desk and set the coffee down in front of him. He looked up at me from his glasses.

"Bribes don't excuse your tardiness."

"It's not a bribe. Just a kind gesture." I was trying to keep the sarcasm out of my voice but there were still traces of it in there. He looked down and grabbed a paper. Without looking up at me he handed me the paper and said

"Please refrain from being tardy to my class again."

"Yes sir." I turned around, rolled my eyes and walked to my desk with the paper. I sat down, took out my history book and started on this stupid paper. I could feel Callie staring at me, but I refused to look up. I did this for the remainder of class. I never looked up, I just kept my head down and tried to do this ridiculously hard assignment.

I swear time was standing still. This class is taking fucking forever. I have 3 more minutes in here and I'm dying. Callie is staring at me. Kane hates me. I hate myself. I just want to get out of here. I feel like I can't breathe. This has been happening lately. I just forget how to breathe. The autonomic function that should be carried out by my lungs and nervous system just fails. I looked around the room. I still have my headphones in so no one has tried to talk to me. That much is good I guess. This is the only class I have today until basketball. At 12:20 I picked up my shit and practically ran out the door. I was half way down the hall when I felt someone's hand on my shoulder. I was expecting it to be Callie, but when I turned around I saw Alex standing behind me. I just stared at her. I didn't really have anything to say. My hood was still on and my headphones were still blaring. When she started talking I didn't hear what she said. I took out my right earbud and said