ineffable • daniel seavey

duas

🌼 • "I've always done whatever I want and always been exactly who I am." • 🌼

🍒 ~ Billie Ellish ~ 🍒

•emerson's pov •

7:05

"Said she tired of lil' money, need a big boy
Pull up twenty inch blades like I'm Lil' Troy
Now it's everybody flockin', need a decoy..."

Posty's voice blared into my ear, I quickly slammed the off button as I groaned in pure frustration; morning classes suck ass.

"C'mon bub, gotta get up." I shook Rory awake and he immediately jumped from the bed running to where I kept his leash and collar near the front door.

Rubbing my eyes I slipped on a hoodie and my Airforces then got Rory ready to walk.

I only had time to walk him down the street while he peed on the lamppost then I had to head back and get ready for my class.

I choked down my Honey Nut cheerios then slipped into yellow shorts and black sweater keeping my sneakers on. I grabbed my sunglasses, backpack, textbooks, and of course my face mask and gloves, kissing Rory on the head I sprinted out of the door of my apartment down the street.

I ran as hard as I could glancing at my watch seeing it was thirty-two seconds until 7:45 or else I would miss my bus.

7 seconds

With the last amount of energy I had I sprinted like an ax murder was chasing me then jumped on the bus.

"Hey, Jamie." I breathed out scanning my bus pass and waving hi to the elderly lady as I flopped into my typical seat behind hers.

"Hi, sweetie, still studying hard?" We were now passing through the little shops as we drove down the coast towards my school, Jacksonville University.

"Always, J." I smiled at the gray haired woman who smiled back with her soft brown eyes.

Five minutes later the bus was pulling up and with minimal time left my legs carried me across campus to my 8:00 am lecture with Mr. Thompson.

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Class ended sooner than I thought, which meant of course I was making my way over to a cheap little coffee stand to fuel my addiction.

I bought the biggest cup they had and collapsed onto a short, raised brick wall with practiced ease to chug down my beautiful morning medicine.

"Hey, Emerson!" I pushed up my sunglasses seeing none other than Kegan Weston sitting down next to me, quite too close for my liking if I'm being totally honest and not just because of corona.

I discreetly shuffled away from the fuck boy as I continued to sip on my coffee waiting to hear the bullshit he would spew to me today.

a couple seconds of awkward silence later...

"Sooo..." He trailed off as he smirked leaning back on one arm, his eyes slowly going down my body.

"It's too early for this shit, Weston, what the fuck you want?" I told him standing up and dropping my cup in the trash.

I kept walking hearing his feet right behind me, "What l, can we not talk, Em? I thought we were friends?"

The struggle I had while holding in that snort, "Well then little Kegan your dumber than I thought, also don't call me 'Em' my friends call me that and like I said we're not friends." I reached up to give him a pat on the head with a condescending smile on my face.

"C'mon please, I need your help?" He was practically begging, whoever ends up marrying this bastard is fucking screwed.

"Nah, we're done you hurt Bree, I'm not fucking talking to you. Bye bitch." I turned around flipping him off then walked back to the bus station to head home until my two other classes at 2:30 and 4:00.

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