Not (Complete)

Chapter 28

---Kyle's pov---

It's Monday now, and I'd rather kill myself than get up right now.

I groan and snooze my alarm - for the 5 time - and roll over irritatedly pulling my blanket with me.

"Kyle, get up already. You're going to be late!" I hear Ike say as he opens my door, then rushes away before I can reply.

I grumble, and shove off my blankets.

I stand up and slam my door - which no one bothers to close when they leave my room - then get dressed.

I get even more irritated as I try to brush my hair into something even remotely presentable, but eventually (5 minutes later) give up and put on my hat tucking my hair into it.

I brush my teeth and skip breakfast, telling my mom I don't have time to eat, which isn't entirely true.

I grab my coat and bag and rush off to school.

Like always, I start my walk to school.

I mean, it could always be worse.

I was about to put in my headphones, when I noticed I left my phone at home like an idiot.

Great.

Today's just great so far.

I sigh as I continue walking in silence, minus the traffic.

Then, I hear someone running behind me, "Kyle?"

I turn at my name and see one of the only people I didn't want to fucking see.