I Am Unpredictable (Book 3)

Chapter Six: F is for Freaking Out and Failing At It

I throw myself onto my bed and bury myself within the covers. I really don't feel like going to school today—I would have to face my growing love interest for Becca and my current one for Alia. On top of that, I would have to deal with the sneaky eye rolls from Tyler and hear the phrase "I told you you're screwing up your failure of a love life" every time him and I make eye contact.

Can't I just become invisible or something? That would be the easiest way to get out of this.

The time keeps on ticking away quicker and quicker. I've been refusing to get ready for about ten minutes now, leaving me with only a good fifteen minutes left to get the hell out of my house.

I don't want to leave, though. There are people out there. And I would have to talk to them.

The world is such a scary place.

I finally manage to get up and throw on some clothes, not caring about my appearance. I end up dressing in some black sweatpants with the word "hilltoppers" vertically written in a red font. (My school's mascot is a hilltopper, and quite honestly, I have no idea on what the hell a hilltopper even is.) I wear a red t-shirt I had for a baseball team I once was a part of, with my last name and a number on the back (Macedo, 77). 

I glance at my reflection in the mirror. Awesome.

As I grab my backpack from the corner of my room, I hear my phone vibrate on my nightstand.

Woo-hoo, a text message, probably from either my girlfriend or my wanna-be girlfriend.

I check to see who it was that texted me. Of course, it was Rebecca. The wanna-be girlfriend.

Hey handsome! Just wanted to tell you that Brandon and I are taking the bus this morning. Love you! 

Sometimes, I really hate my life with a burning, fiery passion.

I don't even bother to respond to the text message—in fact, I delete that individual text message altogether. Looking at it just reminds me of how much of an asshole I am.

Buzz. My phone vibrates again.

I sigh. "Goddammit, leave me alone."

It's Rebecca once again. 

By the way, would you like to come by my house after school, Richie? ;)

Is it legal to punch her in the face?

I instantly turn off my phone, shutting it down completely. Doing this means I can't respond, and if she asks me why I didn't respond, all I have to say is "my phone was off", and BAM! Instant excuse.

Ah, Richard, you're such a genius.

I exit my room and head to the bathroom, stuffing my fancy iPhone into my right pocket of my sweatpants. I begin to brush my teeth. The instant the toothbrush enters my mouth, I hear someone scream, "RICHARD, HURRY YOUR FAT ASS UP!"

Tyler.

I holler back, "MMM HMM UMM MM MMM HMMMM MMMMM!" 

"Sorry, I'm not fluent in Dumb Ass!"

I take the toothbrush out of my mouth, spit out the toothpaste, and scream, "SHUT THE HELL UP AND CALM YOURSELF!"

I rinse my mouth out with water. As I spit the water out into the sink, Tyler walks into the bathroom. "God, you're such an idiot. Can you just hurry up? I have places to go. You have hearts to break."

Haha, asshole.

"Can you leave me alone? If you're going to be a dick, then I'll just walk to school." I head towards the door to leave the bathroom, but Tyler holds his hand out and stops me.