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The hallways were crowded. It was littered with unimportant people chattering away. It's chilly, I cross my arms to provide comfort. I squeeze my way through people while mentally scowling at them for getting in my way. My eyes sting, there's a nagging pit in my stomach. It was a chore to drag my feet towards my first class. It's 7:50 AM, who's awake enough to even function? I push my bitter thoughts away once I entered my class.
Misery.
It's a daze, I hardly remember the students around me. All that's left was the pained feeling bubbling in my chest. It hammered against my chest as I scuffled my way to my desk. I kept my eyes on my spot, sudden waves of drowsiness hitting me.
The teacher talked, I did my work. I heard chatters around me, but it soon fell deaf to my ears. The dullness of the classroom numbed my thoughts. I stared at the bright screen of the computer.
I should have stayed home today.
Anxiousness left my body. The depressive feeling overwhelmed my insecurities and so I gave in. Tears threaten to spill, I stared at the frozen screen of my computer. It's at 5%, damn I forgot to charge it. I shut it. I stared at my teacher sitting at her desk. I'm tired.
I want to die.
I slept through English class, first period.
I shake my head, focusing back on the conversation,
"Hm, you want me to watch the fireworks with you?"
I spin in my chair in boredom, while nibbling on the end of my pencil.
"Yeah, some of my friends are going too!"
I wince. I stopped spinning and scooted closer to my desk. I look at my Keroppi alarm clock at the edge of my desk. It's 6:13 PM.
Never personally met his friends. I only know what he's told me, and it doesn't sound like we'll mesh so well. I know how this is going to end up anyway...What a pain, I'll just make up an excuse.
"Um, sorry man I can't. My mom wants me home since I've already been out the whole day. Plus, I don't have a ride."
"I mean, I could've asked my mom to pick you up."
"Yeah, but it's fine. I'm tired anyways."
"Oh okay. We should hang out soon though, haven't seen you since we started high school!"
"Yeah, yeah. We have all summer, chill out bro."
"Whatever man, I miss your stupid 'Game of the Day' rants. Which reminds me, have any new recommendations?"
