Something Different

Daylight

The sound of pencil against paper, the tips of my shoes tapping against the soft carpet and my sight slowly fading as my eyes gradually shut every 30 seconds. Having hardly any sleep most nights is tough, especially when you're constantly thinking about when you're going to snap, could be today, tomorrow, next week or even this exact moment.

I grab my bag, put on my mask and push up my glasses as I shut the door and head downstairs to find Edith there as usual. "You ready now?" she questions while grabbing her keys, heading to the door and putting on her jacket. The sound of the metal keys being jumbled around and the rustling noise of the jacket being grabbed and gradually put on sounds so annoying in the morning. It pierces my ears. I frown but she doesn't notice. As usual it ends up bothering me and it's the morning so it pisses me of even more, I guess I'm not really a morning person like many other people, but with what I have I guess it's just more of a pain in the arse... but it's just keys. Nothing too bad. I can handle it, can't I?

We both step outside onto the steps then onto the path leading to our gate. She opens the gate which makes a creaking noise after the loud clack of the metal being pushed back to open, it irritates me. We both get into Edith's new car that she has been rambling on about. I put my bag down by my feet as she fumbles with her keys to start the car after throwing her bag down. The loud sound of the new car irritates me. "As usual, the sound is annoying you, right?" she says with a calm expression. I don't answer. She knows its annoys me, its aggravating me more since it's a new car. Such new things to me is troublesome. We don't talk while driving to my school as I face to the window and try not to doze off. It's just normal at this point that we don't talk, as she knows I don't want to make boring, small talk to people unless I have to.

Many different cars, motorbikes, bicycles and people go past as we drive the same way we do every single day. Same roads, same houses, same scenery. Boring, right? Well, with nearly about two years left of school, studying and having to communicate with absolutely idiotic people, I guess it really would be boring...

As we arrive to my school, I get out as normal, lightly shutting the car door, slinging my bag over me, pulling out my phone with my earphones and putting them comfortably in my ears, with calm music traveling through my ears, so I don't have to go crazy with all the loud teen agers around me. As I'm carrying my heavy bag I realise the weight of my revision guides, books, homework and it reminds me of how much studying and just all-around work I have to do in year ten, not that I mind as I'm told I'm good at most of my subjects and just get on with it, instead of thinking my GCSEs don't matter and acting like a complete idiot in classes like some people think and do at this low-level school.

I walk, eyes not looking at the people around me, glasses pushed up and the mask sitting nicely, covering half of my face. Seems like even though I took my injection at the beginning of this week, I still have to use the glasses and mask more than I had before... how bothersome.