Loveb Irds

Jeremy I

"Come on.....come on, I need this right now! Come on!" I hit the refresh button over and over again as my porno failed to load.

Stupid Comcast.

After what felt like thirty minutes of trying, I glanced at the time in the lower right hand corner of my screen. 6:15am.

"Good morning, time to start the day."

With a sigh, I hopped off of my messy bed, careful not to get my feet tangled in the sheets. The hardwood creaked underneath my steps as I walked into the bathroom connected to my room and my dad's.

He should have been at work already, so I would've had the house to myself, right?

Or at least, that's what I thought as I took off my shirt to judge my own muscles in the mirror.

Incandescent light bounced off my pale and freckly skin. Just flesh and bones, nothing special. I didn't know why I thought it would be different this morning, I was never anything special.

At least it was going to be a more normal day. If I didn't feel weird or super strange towards my body or myself, my life would be in utter disarray.

Suddenly, the bathroom door flew open, and my father waltzed in.

No pants.

I fumbled for my shirt, desperate to cover my stickly body.

"Dad! Haven't you heard of privacy?" My voice cracked as I protested.

"We're all men in this house, pretend we're in the army," My father said as he faced the toilet.

A familiar drizzling sound started ringing in my ears.

"Just-" I scrunched up my nose in a poor attempt to wipe this conversation from my mind. "When I get home, please have some pants on. Ok?"

In the mirror, I saw my father give me a salute while he faced the checkered tile wall. "Ten hut!"

I groaned and walked back to my room. Maybe today wasn't going to be nice and normal after all.

The old mattress creaked underneath me as I sat down on the mess of blue flannel comforters and sheets. I threw my shirt towards the hamper and missed.

Great.

My phone buzzed in my pocket. After retrieving it from my gym shorts, I saw that it was a text from Mikey.

Player One: Hey, I can't give you a ride today. Stuff with the step mom and she-demon. I hope that you're awake so that you don't blame me for you being late :)

Me: haha

Me: Yes, I actually got up on time today, and thx for the heads up

Player One: No prob

Player One: See you at lunch?

Me: Yep!

I threw my phone at my pillow and stood up to get changed. Jeans, striped blue shirt, navy blue cardigan, and plain socks with converse had to be safe, right?

It seemed not offensive, so I changed and checked my phone again.

Mikey had given me a ride to school almost everyday since she bought her car. Today already seemed like it was going to be terrible.

I was a junior now. Riding the bus was like, social suicide and if I walked to school. Oh god. If I walked, when I arrived I would have straight up reeked. My boxers would have been all bunchy, and my pits would have leaked.