Drowning In You

The school bell rang, signaling the end of classes and saying that I felt relieved was an understatement. I quickly began to pack my books as I ignored the teacher at the front of the class rambling on about homework and giving a stiff warning to the people who didn't hand theirs in last time. I sat back and gazed out of the window at the students that poured into the parking lot and the urge to get home grew stronger. I didn't hate school. Infact, I liked it a fair lot. What I didn't like were the people. Especially the righteous, overly social type. The so-called "outgoing" type. No matter what I did to make myself less noticable, they'd always be people who would want to make friends with me. Despite the aloof air that I had around me, I was never bullied and I was grateful that my freedom wasn't tempered with by immature assholes. "Henry," Louis, a friend of mine, called as he laid his hand on my shoulder. "It's time to go." Looking around the class, I realised that only a hand

  My peaceful sleep was disturbed by the blaring of my alarm from my phone. I opened my eyes groggily to the sight of grey curtains and I stared at them in confusion.  Sitting up, I stretched my arms over my head and yawned. I got my phone from the nightstand and switched off my alarm before looking at the time. It was six thirty in the morning. It took me a moment to realise that I was at Mrs. Young's house. It's been three days since I moved in and I was having a good time. Getting off of my bed, I pulled on a pair of sweatpants that hang low on my waist and left the room. Since none of the bedrooms, but for the parents room, had built in bathrooms, I had to use the one next to Henry's room. Entering the bathroom, I looked at my disheveled state in the mirror. My bed head wasn't much of a monstrosity and I was glad since I didn't want to spend too much time on it today. I got my toothbrush and added some toothpaste before working on my tee

  "I was so shocked when I watched it last night. I didn't expect it to be so good," I said to Louis over the phone. "I told you that it was. Why don't you ever believe my movie recommendations?" "No offense but the stuff you watch suck." "Gee, thanks," he said sarcastically and I laughed.  I looked at my reflection and admired the cream white panties that I had on. I was currently in a white shirt and panties as I laid down on my bed and looked at how flattering they looked on me. I felt a little narcissistic by how much I kept looking at the mirror but I couldn't blame me. I was amazing to behold.  It was Saturday morning and I woke up around seven because that was my body clock's schedule - alarm or not. I took a shower and in the middle of dressing up, Louis called and I abandoned further clothing.  "By the way, wanna hang out today?" Louis asked as he chewed on something and I cringed at the sound.

  I huffed as I dropped my hands, giving up on my attempt to fix my tie, and grabbed my bag from my bed. I had dismantled everything by accident while I was putting it on earlier and putting it back together was tougher than I thought. Despite the summer vacation already starting, my school offered extra lessons in the morning for anybody who was willing. Being the sucker of knowledge that I was, I couldn't miss out on that. I also couldn't imagine being home all day so, I had to keep myself busy in a way that would benefit me at least. Opening my door, I got out of my room before locking it and heading into the kitchen. I was a little sad that Louis and Ryan weren't willing to join me for my summer classes. There were probably going to be a few people in class who were forced to attend them because of low grades. I entered the kitchen and poured some cereal into a bowl before adding milk and eating it. The house was very quiet so I figured that

"How's your internship going?" My dad asked Andre. "It's okay. I'm learning a lot and having fun," he said as he gave him a polite smile. "That's great," my mom said happily before taking a sip from her glass of water. "How are you liking your stay here?" "It's great too. Thanks for accommodating me." She laughed bashfully. "Don't thank us. We love having you over." "Really though. I would've been struggling to look for a place if you hadn't offered." "You're like a son to us and I'm happy that you've gotten used to the place." I scoffed internally at their praises as I ate my food. We were all having dinner together and as usual, my parents were gushing over Andre. They kept asking him about his day and his feelings and I felt beyond irritated. They didn't look at me or ask me anything, not that I would answer if they did, but still! Every time we ate together as a "family", I felt more like an outsider and it made me want to spend even less time with them. Andre nodded at w