Today was terrible.
All around crappy.
I woke up, everything was okay,
And the bus came.
I got on the bus,
And Clarence wasn't on, but Emmanuel was.
Marissa was missing, too, but Amy said she was sick.
We got to school, and I saw the Band playing out infront,
Which explained Clarence's absence.
Waiting for Bryderick to show, I stood around near my usual area,
And eventually he showed.
I walked over, said goodmorning,
Asked him how he slept,
And that was the end of our conversation.
We sat there, both staring around, just sitting there.
I know he's still...Iffy on everything,
But come on.
Just a little notification would be nice, you know?
In any case,
The bell rang, and we went to class.
I stared at Bryderick nearly the entire hour,
But he hardly looked at me.
I figured he was having home troubles again,
But then I started to wonder;
What if he acts like this every time his dad or his mom is harsh?
They seem to do that often, and if he's going to be this way every time, how in the world are we supposed to move forward?
Worrying, wondering, and in a state of sadness,
I went to my classes,
srsly feeling like crying the entire day.
The end of the day came,
And I stood there against the wall,
Hoping he would come over and hug me at least once,
Like he did that one day.
But, to no avail.
He stood over there,
Laughing with Dominique, Clarence, and who ever else was over there.
I got on the bus, and what Amy told me before was true;
Clarence was switching buses,
Because his parents were kicking him out.
[[She mentioned it earlier, but I didn't really believe it.]]
He confirmed it, and seemed rather upbeat about it.
Kinda down from that idea,
And from my day in general,
I just sat there, and listened to my iPod,
Until he interjected.
He kept asking me what was wrong,
But luckily, Amy distracted him,
For the most part.
Eventually, he grabbed my headphones, and asked me what was wrong,
And said he wouldn't give it back until I told him.
I didn't really know for sure what it was,
So I quickly said up the first thing I could think of,
"You."
He sighed and rolled his eyes and complained about how that was all,
And how I was still stuck on that,
And he got off the bus.
Him not riding our bus is bitter sweet.
It's sweet, because now I won't have to put up with him,
Or deal with him at all anymore,
Because he won't and doesn't talk to me in school.
But,
It's bitter.
I guess this is just the side of me that still misses him.
But it's definitely more bitter than sweet. :/
Bryderick is confusing,
Clarence is leaving,
And I can't stop crying for some reason.
ughhh.
This is a bad, bad, bad day.
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The Life and Times of Tim
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