I had lost track of time in the class. Of course, I never really pay attention anyway, and the last period of the last day of school is not an exception. I was bored, tired, and I really wanted to leave this place and not return until the end of summer.
I looked at what is supposed to be my notebook. Instead of notes, though, it is full of small doodles and sketches. Drawing is one of the few things I am very good at. Which does not come as a surprise, of course, since I have plenty of time to draw. Studying is not one of my favourite things to do, and I am not good at most classes anyway, even though I do well enough to pass. I never was good at making friends either, and, in my whole life, I've had very few to no friends. Most people at school don't like me anyway, but I don't care as long as they stay away from me. They did bully me when I first got here, but, very soon, they lost interest, since I didn't react at all. They found a better target, and since then most people just ignored me. But, even though I did not want to admit it, there was that part of me that wanted a friend.
The bell stopped me from my thoughts. Instead of running out of the class, I slowly put my books and notebook in my bag, waiting for everyone else to leave. I knew that if I ran out of the class immediately, there was a huge chance that people would step on me while trying to get out of school.
After a while, the noise from outside the class sounded more distant, so I figured out that most people had already left. I lazily walked towards the door, made sure that there weren't many people outside, and then I left too.
Instead of walking home though, I decided to go to the park that is near my house. I really love that place. It's usually really calm, since not many people visit it at the time I do, and it also inspires me to draw. After all, no one was waiting for me at home except for my brother.
I sat under a big tree and got out my "notebook", in which I begun to draw a blue flower I had seen in the park. I am not sure how long it took to finish, but when I did, it was already starting to get dark. It wasn't like I hadn't stayed on the park until it got late, and no one cared about it anyway, since my foster father was usually on business trips, while my foster mother worked until very late at night everyday. However, I was starting to get hungry, so I clumsily put the notebook in my bag, accidentally cutting my finger with the paper.
After some walk and a lot of swearing, I finally reached my house. It took me a while to find my keys, since they always manage to get on the very bottom of my bag, under everything else.
When I got into my house, I was expecting my brother to run to the door and ask me why I'm late. However, it didn't happen.
"Luka, I'm back!" I shouted, in case he hadn't heard me unlocking the door. But there still was no answer.
I threw my bag next to the door and went in the living room. As I expected, he got asleep while he was watching TV. I turned the TV off, and then I gently shook his shoulder, trying to wake him up.
"Uh, hey Luka, how long have you been asleep?"
He slowly opened his eyes, still being half-asleep, and asked me what time it was.
"Well, it's surely not time for you to be sleeping." I replied, with a tone of sarcasm as usually. In many occasions, and especially when I was talking to my brother, I didn't want to be sarcastic. However, it always comes out naturally, and I just can't control it"
"No need to be mean..."
"Well sorry..." I said quietly. "So... Is there anything good to eat here? Because I'm starving."
He rolled his eyes. "Go find something by yourself!"
I always tried to avoid getting into fights with him, so I just went to the kitchen and made myself a sandwitch, since I am too lazy to make something else, and Luka had eaten all of what appeared to be the lunch.
I shouldn't be surprised, I thought while devouring the sandwitch. That's the price for constantly coming home late.
Afterwards, I went to my room upstairs and jumped into my bed.
This is going to be a very long summer, I thought before I got asleep.
A/N: Hello everyone! So I just wanted to say that this is my first fanfic, so I don't really know how I'm doing, what I need to do to make it better etc, and it would be really meaningful if you could leave a comment to tell me how I'm doing! Also, I'm sorry if I made any mistakes, English isn't my first language, so please don't judge. Thanks if you actually spent the time to read this chapter, it means a lot to me!:)
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