3:56 Pm

I happily laughed as I heard the bell that signifies the end of school. To me, it means I was free from hell. Don't get me wrong, I love school and learning new things but my problem is with the teachers. Their technique of teaching wasn't getting to me. To me, learning should be fun and exciting. Not boring and bringing big languages that I don't even understand. I am a good student or average student for short, I am a B student. I pulled out my phone from my locker and dialled my brother's number. He wasn't in school today because he was expelled from school for smoking weed in class. I never imagined him smoking but what can I say. We have something called.

"Peer Pressure"

I called him and told him to come pick me up from school. Today, i just don't feel like walking on the street after what happened at the club. After some few minutes, i got a text from my brother telling me that he wasn't coming and was stuck in traffic. I banged my head on the locker in  anger earning few looks from some students like i was some sort of Mad woman.

Mentally, i was.

I locked my locker and put my phone and airpod in my pocket. After seeing my bag in that disgusting condition, i'm thankful for pockets especially jean one. Now i need to get a new one.I pushed open the school gate and started walking home. I looked at the map on my phone as it read "20 min until you get home by walking". I gave myself a small smile and started walking.

The cool breeze blew past my skin making me shiver from it's coldness. I really wished i had a jacket with me on. But no..It was in my ex-Bag.

My leg walked faster like i was running. I could only think about the coziness of my bed and the warmth of my room. I quicken my path and soon i was home. Now i believed the saying:

'Home sweet Home'.

I unlocked the door only to find it unlocked. Huh? Weird. I climbed my way upstairs and undress making my way to the bathroom to get a cold nice bath. I came out with my hair wet and with my Pj's. I looked at my phone '5:12" I read aloud to myself. I decided to call Johnson and ask him of his whereabouts. 

The phone rang several times. I was getting impatient of this act of not picking my call when needed. I pressed 'Decline' and threw my phone on my bed. I growled in frustration and sat on my bed looking up at the ceiling. I'm use to that. Frustration, anxiety, Depression and Loneliness. I kept looking at the ceiling , my eyes were getting heavier by each second and soon i drifted to sleep with only one image on my mind.

Ryan.

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The smell of waffles woke me up. I scrunch my nose trying to smell where the heavenly food is coming from. I stood up and made my way to the kitchen just to see my big bro making me waffles.

I love waffles when I was small. But pancakes with honey comes first after waffles. "Hey bro, what are you making?' I asked him as I strolled into the kitchen. "Lemme guess, you smelt waffles when you were sleeping and it's heavenly smell woke you up" He asked folding his arm to his chest. I just realized that I was suppose to be angry at to be angry at him for not picking me up. "See sis, I'm really sorry for what happened this afternoon" He apologized. I looked at his eyes trying to find out if he was really telling the truth or not and surprisingly he was.

"It's okay bro, I understand. Soo.." I asked fiddling with my fingers. He only laughed before handing me a waffle. "Thank you Johnson" I said giving him a small peck on his cheek. He laughed before going upstairs to probably rest. 

After eating my waffles, i washed the plate and went upstairs to read. "Harry potter and the chamber of secret".

I opened the first page to see 'Content'. I opened the second page and the real story started. My phone buzzed and i turned to my lampstand to pick it up. It was from my dad.

'Dear, i just wanted to say that i'm not going to make it home early'-Dad

'Okay. Take good care of yourself'-Isabella

I put my phone on the table and went back to my reading.

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