P.O.V: Elanoa

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It's been days after his death. Everyone's still in a mourning state. The depressive state of our household is taking a toll on all of us, especially mom. She's turned to drinking ever since, to try and make the sadness go away. She always comes home drunk, and Summer and I have to hide from her, because.. she often throws bottles at us if she spots us. Luckily none have actually hit us yet, but we've gotten the hint that.. mom is not going to be stopping anytime soon. Summer was starting to blame everything on me, really starting to hate me for no reason. I don't blame her, she always loved dad, but dad didn't love her as much as she loved me. She always wanted to make him proud, and now.. He's dead. She just needs some time, like anyone would, in this situation. We still had to go to school though.. that was the worst part. I would probably have to continue being glared at, made fun of behind my back. Honestly, I don't understand why everyone hates me! I'm just trying to live my life!

As I was currently curled up in a ball, sitting peacefully in my room on my bed, Summer comes in.

"Hey, look, tomorrow, when we go to school, don't you dare embarrass me, let alone be seen with me. I am NOT letting someone like.. you, be seen with me! It's embarrassing, got it?" She told me, in a stern tone. I simply nodded. I haven't been talking much at all lately, nor do I want to. I simply sighed, as the door slammed shut, and flopped down onto the pillows, staring at the ceiling. My room was painted purple and black, with the theme continuously used in every item I owned. In all honesty, I'm surprised I even got a room in the first place! I simply looked at the clock beside me.

'22:59 PM'

I simply buried my head into the pillow, squishing my eyes together, and trying to fall into a deep sleep. After all, tomorrow was going to be a bit hectic I suppose.

-Tem Skip-

*BEEP BEEP*

"AGH-" I wake up immediately, smashing the alarm as to tell it to shut up, and it somehow did shut up. Thank god. I sighed, and flopped my head back down onto the pillow, groaning. "Right. School.." I get up, slowly as ever, and head to my closet. I pick out my usual style, shirts, pants, and a pair of white sneakers. Comfy, and more comfy, that's all I can think of wearing these clothes. I look at the alarm clock, which said it was 6:25 AM. "SHI- SUMMER! WE'RE GONNA BE LATE ARE YOU READY?" I yelled out, quickly hanging my bag, and rushing out to where mom was waiting with her car keys in hand. "Don't yell at your sister, she's probably ready, just some last minute preparation, now go get in the car, I'll be there with your sister." She instructed. I nodded, and went and sat in the car. It was a hot day, and the car was hot as well. I simply hoped mom and Summer would come along and we could finally get a move on. After a good 3 minutes, they finally came, and we FINALLY drove off.  After 10-15 minutes, I could finally see a familiar school come into sight. I checked my watch, and we weren't that late! We could still make it on time if we rush it. "Summer! We have to rush if we don't wanna be late!" I said "Yeah yeah, I know, and remember what I said yesterday?" I nodded, and opened the car door as it finally came to a halt in front of the school, and ran in, Summer also running alongside me, and then separating paths for her class.

I stood in front of my class door, and sighed. I was one minute early! So close to being late though.. I just simply entered the class, and sat on the empty seat in the back corner. I was surprised someone didn't take the seat already, since back seats are quite wanted, for the kids that want to try to pay no attention and look cool of course. Or just kids who want to sit alone in peace. Or maybe both. I was snapped out of my little thinking, by some paper balls being thrown at me. I glared at wherever I thought the balls came from, and put my head on my desk, before another few balls hit my head, I quickly snapped my head in the direction the they came from, to see a few girls, specifically, Summer's friends, being the ones behind it. I sighed, and opened one of the paper balls. I was almost shocked at what they wrote, too mean to really think about, so I just made a paper ball equally as mean, and threw it at them. Why? Because, fuck them.