He had been laying awake for the last ten minutes. Staring blankly at the wall. He didn't want to get up, to see them again. He was so jealous of her. He wanted what she had. He always had. He was hated though. No one knew he was gay. No one.
He closed his eyes before flipping the blanket off and sitting up. He had to shower and dress. Showering only took fifteen minutes, meaning he had another fifteen until he had to leave. He tugged his black skinny jeans on first, fastening his plain white seatbelt belt into the loops. Slowly, he put his black fishnet tank top on before putting his black and orange checkered long sleeved button up on.

Returning to his room, he picked up his goggles, adjusting them so they rested upon his forehead. He then picked up his black iPod nano, plugging his orange earbuds into the jack and slipping it down his button up.
He hit a button on his phone, making it light up, he had about five until he was supposed to leave. He smiled a sad smile, he would be late, just because it was his trademark. That was the only reason, because it was expected of him.

He went over to his little walk-in closet, it wasn't that big, but it was big enough. He crouched down in the corner of it, setting a slip of paper in front of him and reaching into the plastic bag against the wall. He sprinkled the weed along the center, rolling it up and sealing it. He removed his lighter with a tiger on it from his pocket. He lit one end, inhaling deeply before exhaling after a few seconds.
It was easier this way, easier to pretend to be happy, easier to pretend it didn't hurt.

He exited the closet, closing it behind him, still carrying his joint. He smoked as he walked around his room, finally finishing it and then proceeding to spray himself with some Axe Excite. He grabbed his drawstring orange messenger bag and slung it on, going out to the kitchen where he grabbed a Monster Import Light from the fridge. He was late, but he wasn't leaving just yet. He palced the monster in his bag, going to a cabinet and grabbing a couple of nutri-grain bars and tossing them in with the monster. He moved his goggles down so everything was orange tinted.

With a fake, goofy smile plastered on his face, he left his apartment. He jogged down the stairs, knowing Kakashi would be waiting impatiently for him,
Kakashi..., his heart thudded in his chest when he saw the silver haired male. How often had he gazed at him, wishing Kakashi would actually look at him and see something other than a failure? How many times had he wished he could be the object of his affections? He said none of what was going on inside his head, instead opting for a simple, "Yo."

"You're late," the teen spoke gruffly, looking straight ahead, not at Obito.

Obito sighed inaudibly, climbing into the back seat of Kakashi's convertible. He placed his earbuds in his ears as Kakashi started the car. They were going to pick up Rin, as they did every morning.
Without you by three days grace began as Obito stared into space, occasionally stealing glances at Kakashi. He ate his breakfast as Kakashi drove, upon Rin climbing into the car, she promptly gave Kakashi a kiss on the cheek, through his mask. Obito stared at the spot Rin had just kissed. He wondered what it would be like..., to kiss him, to wrap his arms around him, to hold his hand, to belong to him.
Kakashi didn't even acknowledge Rin's kiss, he just sped off out of the parking spot, going to the highschool.

The black haired teen took his monster from his bag, taking a swig before replacing it, alternatingly staring at Kakashi and at the pasing scenery. If he tried..., he could almost imagine that Kakashi was his. That it was him up there in the front seat, that he was the one who kissed him, that got to hold his hand, that got walked to class. He could almost believe it.
He took another drink as they pulled into a spot at the school. The monster seemed to ground him, he had classes to get to. His eyes had started to water as he dreamnt of the impossible with Kakashi. He hopped out of the car and turned his back on the couple as he lifted his goggles and rubbed his eyes.

"You coming or what?" the annoyed voice of Kakashi reached his ears, over his music.

He replaced his goggles and turned around, his stomach clenching in jealousy, Rin had Kakashi's hand in her own, and she was smiling up at him, oblivious to his indifference.
With Me by Sum 41 began as they made their way into the building. He walked slightly behind them as he always did, staring at Rin's hand clasped around Kakashi's. He could feel his eyes watering again, he didn't bother to fix it this time, the tears fell, it felt as though a black pit had opened inside of him. The pot helped, for a while anyway. Always though, his feelings resurfaced with a vengance. He dug in his bag for his drink again, the monster helped with the stress, it made him feel better even has he knew he was fracturing. They stopped at their lockers, which were all in a row, before they walked Rin to her first class. Of course, Obito stood there, averting his eyes as they kissed, over Kakashi's mask of course. Obito would steal glances at them though, he saw the disinterest Kakashi's eyes held, and he wondered.

Did Kakashi even like Rin? Did he want her? Was he even interested in her? Was he just using her? If he was using her what for? Could he like someone else? Maybe he was using Rin to make someone else jealous?
All the questions circled around his head in a matter of seconds, but then, Rin had gone into her classroom and Kakashi was looking at him expectantly.

"Huh?" Obito asked, coming back into focus.

Kakashi shook his head and began walking further down the hall. "I said, are you coming?"

"Uh..., oh yeah!" he replied, jogging to catch up with the taller teen.

It was times like these, that Obito could study him more, walking slightly behind him, just about half a step. His silver hair defied gravity, his long legs were clad in dark blue skinny jeans. His torso was covered by a sleeveless black shirt, showing off his toned pale arms. His hands were covered by black fingerless gloves, the bottom half of his face was covered by his black mask.
The mask was the main thing that drew girls to him, it was his greatest mystery. Though they had known each other since they were younger, Kakashi had never shared why he wore a mask.
Again, Obito's mind wandered as his feet carried him. He thought about what it would be like to kiss him, without the mask, the undoubtedly smooth skin beneath. Running his fingers along the toned body, his fingers through the silkily soft hair.
His mind snapped back to reality just in time for him to narrowly dodge the ever present and annoying Maito Gai. He started talking loudly to Kakashi who was clearly ignoring him. Obito was getting really tired of his shit when he walked off. Smirking, he looked over at Kakashi who was staring at the retreating back of Gai.

"Annoying ass," Obito commented looking around the hall.

"Yeah."

Inside, Obito was all but squealing with glee, Kakashi had acknowledged that he said something, even agreed with him!
He took another drink as they walked into their first class. They took their spots in the back of the class, it was honors physics. So far..., the morning was better than most. The worst part would be lunch time, which was usually when he crashed and got irritable, once he had even made the mistake of snapping at Rin for being her annoying self. Kakashi had even looked at him in surprise. It had been pretty great actually. He had let his real feelings out for once. He smirked as he tilted his chair back on two legs, taking another drink. It had been pretty fun.