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How long had it been? The guilt seeped into me, "You shouldn't be happy.", the voice persisted. No, get out of my head- get out of my head- get out--
"Hello?!" The reprimanding voice of someone snapped me out of it. I had dozed off. Again.
"Are you even paying attention?" It was the teacher, Miss Loris. I'm not sure why she thinks like she's entitled to everyone's attention. It's not like I cared about this stupid class anyway. I have better things to worry about than some numbers on a paper.
I'm.. oh well, there is no use for pleasantries. I'm just a nobody. I'd prefer it that way. And congratulations! You already know me as much as every person in this school. Quite the achievement, I know. No one knew my government name anyways, (not that anyone bothered to, especially with the lovely names they come up with themselves.) Except Naki and the principal. She was kind enough to consider my request to use another name.
"Sorry." I let out a half-hearted apology, mumbling it out hoping that she would just drop it and continue rambling on as she was.
And she did, thankfully.
The bell finally rung and we were dismissed, a sense of relief finally washing over me. Though I'd better wait till I reach home to exactly celebrate. It's not like my classmates were any better than teachers.
The minute I exited the school building to the front gate, I could only hear the incessant annoying whispers of the other students, about me. Pity and loathing. "I heard she has deadbeat parents, I pity her, really" "I think her parents left her because they didn't want her, plus they probably abused her. She always wears long sleeves, who knows what are under them." "Really? I thought they were missing." "Probably changed identities to escape their weird children" "Aha! right!"
Tsk. Annoying. I had to not let rumors affect me, there's plenty either way. But I was temperamental, and hearing these remarks almost made me burst out. Just as I was about to blow up on them a sudden loud revving of a bike caught my attention, honking at me loudly.
"Oi! What are you standing there for? Get on moron!" It was Naki, my brother also my guardian. Annoyingly announcing his entrance to everyone around. Idiot.
I walk past the other kids, getting on the back of the motorcycle, urging him to start the bike and drive off already.
Naki can tell immediately that I was itching to get out of there. My desire to just get on the road not escaping his keen senses, or his eye rolls at my eagerness.
"God- What's the hurry? It's not like you got places to be!" He says scoffingly starting the bike and driving off on the road.
"I told you to wait for me a block away, didn't I?" I reminded him annoyed. I didn't want anyone even noticing me at school and he only helped bring everyone's attention on me pulling up on a bike right in front of the school gate, making a loud racket!
"I'm not sure where was the part I said I cared," He commented unbothered. "I'm not going to waste my time parking all the way there for your comfort."
What an a-hole. I had half a mind to just tackle him on the spot but that would mean the bike would crash and I would die. Well that would be a great thing but that's beside the point.
"How sweet of you." I replied sarcastically.
After a few minutes of driving, we reached to the more sketchier part of the city, where we lived. He parked his bike in our driveway of our somewhat shelter we call 'home'. It was pretty worn out, the paint flaking off obviously. There was a reason I never let anyone come over to my house for school projects.
I got off the bike, getting inside silently and throwing my bag onto the couch. The light was dim, and last night's beer cans on the coffee table was not cleaned up by a certain snob. I went over to search the fridge... oh. Why did I even bother. It should have been expected it would be completely empty of food. I groaned. "There's nothing inside. I'm hungry."
"And... how is that my problem?" Naki replied dismissively, placing his keys on the shoe rack.
"Well if you didn't spend all your money on beer and cigarrettes, we wouldn't be having this problem now, would we?" I replied irritated.
"Is it your money? Didn't think so, so shut it." He said as he came over and grabbed a beer can from the fridge to spite me. "Go find something to eat yourself."
"Perhaps we could fry some of mom's flesh and eat it as a pork dish." I blurted out without thinking. I was too irritated to think that moment. And maybe I shouldn't have done that. But why should I care? He started it right?!
He almost spit his drink out, giving me a hard cold glare practically telling me that I was pushing it. Far.
"My bad, I didn't know you were that against humor." I shrugged, deciding to just go hungry for the night.
He didn't reply. I guess he wasn't happy with that remark. Well too bad moron. It's not like I cared about what you think anyways. I went back to my room to continue my day as usual.
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