Drake Imagines

Emotionless

Yn POV
Note: use the picture on the left for this part of the story.

"What the fuck," I heard someone mumble under their breathe. Their friends started laughing with them.

I ignored them and went to the bathroom.

Welcome to my life called Hell. I hated it here so much. I hated this stupid school and all the people in it.

I knew I wasn't going to fit in. But I never anticipated what I was going through. I didn't think I'd be the kid who'd have to skip school and hide in the bathroom because I was the butt of every joke my classmates came up with.

The bathroom door opens and two girls look at me and roll their eyes. I immediately grab my bag and walk out. The air in there was suffocating anyways.

I speed walk up the stairs and make my way to the bathroom upstairs. I accidentally bump into a heavy mass in front of me.

"Woah sorry there," a guy says. He was wearing a football jersey and had a really cute smile.

"S-sorry," my face gets red.

"No that's my fault beautiful," he says. "I shouldn't have been on the wrong side of the hall."

"It's okay," I mumble and walk away. This was one of the only interactions I've had at this school that wasn't negative.

I ran into the bathroom into the big stall and hung my backpack on the back and got my phone out. I had a broken iPhone 4 because my mom said she wasn't gonna upgrade me. She spent all her money on her boyfriend.

I open it...thirteen minutes until class starts. I just pulled out my headphones and started listening to music.

I hear the door that to move.

"Is someone in there," I hear a high pitched voice. The voice sounded familiar.

Bria.

"Hello? Can you hurry up...we really need to use the bathroom," her and her friends laugh.

Maybe they'd leave in a few minutes? But the door keeps moving. I knew they were coming to smoke in here. But usually they went downstairs.

I grab my backpack and dash out the door.

"Yn?" Bria looks at me and laughs. She grabs my backpack. "Why the rush."

"Class."

Her friends look at each other and laugh. "Class doesn't start for a while. Come smoke with us."

"I'm good," I shake my head.

"Why? You don't wanna end up like your mom. I guess I get it," Bria laughs and puffs on her phix.

I rush out of there and head to my first period class which was AP Physics.

"Ah Ms. yln...I haven't seen you in a while," my teacher looks at me.

"Sorry," I slide into my seat.

He comes up and looks at me with a concern look on his face. "Is everything okay?"

I nod.

"You look distressed? You wanna go to the nurse or guidance conse—," I cut him off.

"No please I'm fine," I tell him.

He nods and returns to his desk. "You have a lot of assignments to make up. We can start right now and finish after school."

"I have to work after school."

"Well the semester is about to end and you need to get these in or it's an F," he sighs.

I nod and sit there, waiting for class to start. The warning bell rings and people start coming in. Then I see the kid I bumped into in the hallways giving Bria a kiss.