𝐵𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝒹 I Mid 90s Fanfic

* 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝑒𝓇 2 *

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I woke up to the feeling of someone stroking my shoulder, identifying that person as fourthgrade once I got my head up from his lap

"What?" I asked with a yawn as I looked around to see that It was still noon and no one else was there.

"I wanted to go outside but you're on my lap..." He mumbled shyly, making me smile at his adorableness

"Go, I'll be there in a sec" I said as I pushed his shoulder forward playfully

He got up with a smile on his face before walking out, holding his camera of course.

I let out a groan as I stretched my arms upward while yawning, feeling my blood run cold down the nerves in my back and shoulders.

Once I was a little less sleepy, I got up and grabbed my skateboard before I started walking towards the back door when all of a sudden, I felt something hit my side, causing me to drop my board and let out a whimper

"Watch where the fuck you're going" Sunny said as he grabbed my arm to steady me

"I didn't know you were in the bathroom" I groaned at the pain rushing through my elbow as I pushed his hand off of me.

"You're fine its just a door stop being a baby" He said, rolling his eyes before retrieving my board and handing it to me

At that, I felt slightly less angry with him but nonetheless, I still mumbled a "Fuck you"

I watched him shake his head as he walked back towards the couches, feeling slight regret for not thanking him instead.

I pushed through the back door and was met with fuckshit, Ray, and Ruben skating while fourthgrade recorded them with a smile on his lips. A sight that never failed to make me smile.

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"Last time just to make sure, you got that on camera right" Fuckshit asked Fourthgrade for the 100th time that day after landing a trick he had been trying to master for a while

"Yes, for the 10000th time yes" Fourthgrade groaned

"Chill I was just making sure. No need to get all fussy" He said with a smirk, too proud to care for Fourthgrade's attitude

"Did you also get the one where he fell on his ass and ate shit?" I asked Fourthgrade, watching the smile on fuckshit's face turn to a glare

"Wouldn't Miss it for the world" He replied as he scrolled through his camera to find it

"Man shut upppp" Fuckshit groaned as we all sat down "where's sunny when you need him"

"He left a couple hours ago" Ray replied, seated behind the counter. He had gone inside to get his shift in shortly after I came out. "Said his mom wanted him home or something" He added

What a relief, I get to spend the rest of my night in peace.

"I gotta go home" Ruben announced, looking at Fuckshit to see if he was willing to drop him off

I took this as a chance to get a free ride home. "Me too. My dad's probably waiting on me" I mumbled, playing with the hem of my shirt

"Alright, who needs a ride" Fuckshit asked as he got up and chucked his keys up in the air before catching them

Slowly, all of us raised our hands one by one, causing fuckshit's face to drop

"It's gon be a looong night" He sighed as he gestured for us to get up.

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"See you guys tomorrow" I waved at Fuckshit and Ruben as I walked up to my front door backwards

"See ya" They yelled back

I turned around, pulling my keys out of my pocket. Once I got to the front door, I shoved it into the key hole and turned it before pushing the door open and turning around to show them that they were good to go.

I heard them drive off once I shut the door and locked it, throwing my keys at the table next to the door.

"Dad?" I yelled as I made my way to the kitchen in hopes of finding out whether he made dinner or not.

After earning no response, I sighed and opened up the fridge to find something to eat. My eyes did a quick scan across the fridge and found no actual food, just condiments and a carton of beer.

I shut the fridge and stood back up. "Dad?" I yelled again, this time hearing a muffled "yes"

I started walking towards his room where I heard his bathroom shower running. "I'm hungry" I yelled as I crossed my arms

"Make a sandwich or something" he yelled back

"With what bread?" I asked, trying my best to make my voice loud enough for him to hear

"I'll order pizza when I'm done" He replied

I sighed as I walked back into the kitchen and grabbed a beer before entering my room and plopping down on my bed. My dad doesn't really mind when I drink, just as long as its beer and I don't get drunk. Little does he know I get pretty much wasted almost every week.

Yep. I'm a disappointment.

I popped the beer can open using a trick Ruben taught me where you jam the cap into a drawer. Once it was open, I pushed my shoes off using my feet and took a chug of my beer, letting a bunch of tiring thoughts roam my mind.
I stayed like that for a while until I finished up my beer.

I sighed as I took off my filthy clothes and threw them on top of the pile in the corner of my room that seemed to be begging for a wash. Maybe tomorrow.

I grabbed the first shirt I could find in my closet along with a random pair of shorts that didn't match the shirt whatsoever before throwing both of them on and getting under the blankets on my bed and turning off the lights.

As I was drifting off to sleep, I heard a light knock on my door.

"Come in" I mumbled with the last ounce of energy left in me.

I saw the door open slightly and my dad push his head in "Are you going to sleep?"

"Mhm" I hummed as I shut my eyes again

"You don't want pizza?" He asked, fidgeting with the door knob

"I'm not hungry anymore" I replied

"Did you make a sandwich?"

"Dad I told you we don't have bread" I groaned as I turned my back to him, feeling instant regret once those words escaped my lips. I hated being mean to my dad but being sleepy always made me moody

I heard him lightly shut the door, and with that, I went to sleep.