*Y/N'S POV*
I'm walking through the halls to my locker to grab my stuff to go home, while Young by Vacations
is playing in my headphones. I listen to a lot of music. Your going to notice that in this story. I'm
grabbing my lunchbox from my locker, its full. I didn't eat my lunch today. I don't know I guess I
just wasn't hungry. I'll have to eat at least something before my swim practice anyway. I swim on
the local swim team, people say I'm a fast swimmer but I don't think so. I have a meet coming up
and because of that everyone is stressing. My coach, my teammates, my parents. everybody, I
can't really say I'm not stressed. I am. a lot of people are putting stress on my and its really hard
for me to do the things I like when people are stressing at me, like writing or playing my sax, or
painting, or even just concentrating. I grab my coat from my locker, its raining outside so i zip up
my dark forest green coat, grab my house keys and I'm on my way out of school. My friends and
teachers wave good bye to me and I wave back, it would be rude not to. The song changes to
Tired by beabadoobee. I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket while I'm walking out of school
Its a text from my mom.
Mom: Hi honey, today is a really busy day at work so we wont be done packing till maybe 7,
I hope you had a good day at school and you atleast talked a little during school. I hope you
have a good time at swim tonight and I'll get out of hear as fast as I can. Love you
Y/N: love you
Mom works at a bakery. Even though they act all lovey duvie its all total bull shit. To be
completely honest with you, she doesnt give a hot shit about me. I dont really care if she does
or doesnt as long as we dont spend 24/7 time together I dont care if she gives me up for
full custody to my dad. I like my dad and step mom. They act like normal people. they
love each other. My step mom loves me and my dad loves both of us that no english
word can describe it. But most importantly they dont lie. They tell you whats what. No little
white-lie shit, they get straight to the pointe and I like that. While I get to the front door of my
house i realized i spaced out the whole walk home and i spaced out and wasnt paying
attention to my favorite song. Once I unlock the front door I plop down onto the couch
and open (social media of your choosing) I scroll down until I see a picture of an artist
I like posted a new picture of a new painting. For once in a while I get inspired to paint
again. I walk up stairs and sketch my new painting. I dont really know what it is going to
be yet but I guess we will just have to see
CZYTASZ
I'll Lose My Mind Over You Another Thousand Times {Kenny x F reader}
FanfictionYou have a really tuff time at home. Your only escape is music and your art. you have friends and you do talk to them but not about the tuff stuff. You mostaly try to stay away from talking about that. You are usually with your headphones on listeni...