The morning is bright and red and there are no clouds to be seen in the sky...Unfortunately, not EVERYONE can take in the beauty the natural world has to offer if it isn't seen through an app or requires an internet connection. Teenagers, you just can't figure them out, but hey, we all used to be them and we all used to have dumb priorities. Now before you readers get any subjective ideas running through your head- No this isn't a story about some bratty teenage idiot who learns to stop being so bratty, and no it isn't based on any actual real-life person. It's simply a story you got too sucked into to stop reading about because it sounded a little too much like your own life. Enjoy.

An alarm clock can be heard blaring noise repeatedly; it reads 12:00 p.m. A young girl is lying down on her bed staring tiredly to her left. Her fingers are wrapped around an Xbox 360 controller; the controller is off; multiple controller batteries are out, decorated all over the floor by the girl's bed. The girl looks down and her eyes widen. She breathes in a heavy sigh and yells,

"I fucking hate XBOX!"

The girl, Sukihaya, TOSSES the controller in her waste basket, then LEAPS out of bed. She repeatedly STOMPS all over her batteries.

Later that afternoon, Sukihaya took it upon herself to get dressed for the day; she usually just chills out in her room playing games on her xbox, but she felt today was special...very special, indeed.

Sukihaya dresses in her regular outfit: a purple sleeveless top, a dark blue miniskirt, with dark, thigh-high leggings and black combat boots, and a black short sleeved, button up vest, that would expose her midriff if she was wasn't willing to wear her undershirt, but let's just say, she wasn't that "type of girl". She also couldn't be complete without her totally not hipster, purple knitted cap she frequently wore.

Yes, today was special because today was the day Sukihaya would get a new...phone? I mean her mother promised her a new one, but moms never keep up with all the empty promises they leave to their children. Especially, 15-year olds who never do anything BAD like DRUGS, or SEX, or join GANGS, or FUck- I don't know!

(thinking)"Sometimes, I feel like a need to be a fucking brat to get what I want! I mean looking at the statistics of bratty assholes I go to school everyday with we got…" Sukihaya thinks.

(A little girl with a diamond ring, sitting in a man's lap)

"A bitch-kid threatening her parents she'll leave off with her non-descript, child-molester BF, if they don't give her the new iPhone 5!"

(young boy playing on a PS4 with a gun to his head in front of two adults)

"A little micro-munchkin bitch, ready to kill himself if his folks don't let him play next gen in peace."

(A young adult male in a bedroom, sitting naked in front of a computer while holding a gay, nudie magazine and a pair of Beatz)

"And a 4 year-university, money hungry bitch, threatening his mom and pa on Skype that he'll re-evaluate his sexual orientation, unless they get him a new pair of Beatz."

"Yep, only the baddest bitches in the world know how to hustle, but I don't know if I'm exactly the right person for that role. Role is a risky word for me, 'cuz it spells out:

R-idiculousness

O-verpowers

L-ittle-minded

E-nnablers

At this point, Sukihaya was riding on the bus, listening to her music while writing in her journal. She wrote,

"Only dumb parents allow that type of bullshit to slide when it comes to buying their kids new shit. My mom, unfortunately, isn't like that. She may not be well read, but she's damn sure the sharpest tool in the shed when it comes to kids!"

"Scratch that- she is the sharpest tool in the shed when it comes to ME"

"She probably has better insight on my ass, than I do!"

She knows when I am sleeping, she knows when I'm awake She knows when I left the house, I didn't lock my room- OH SHIT

Sukihaya looks up from her journal with a grimace, and looks around her; there aren't a lot of people on the train, in fact...there are only two elderly women and a young man, who is in fact STARING at Sukihaya. Sukihaya stares back intensely; the young man gets embarrassed and quickly turns away. Sukihaya looks back to her journal and continues writing.

"Yeah, that's right, Bi-YAACTH! I'm not the motha-fucka to mess with! As, I was saying- I mean writing..-"

The young man moves over to a seat closer to Sukihaya; Sukihaya looks up from her journal once more, annoyed with the young man's interruptions. She taps her pen against her notebook, takes out her earbuds and facepalms. The boy looks even more embarrassed than before and rubs his head.

"So, Mr. Inconspicuous, how may I help you this fine- (looks at phone, and notices the crack) 1:36 p/m?" Sukihaya asks.

Sukihaya is actually a little dismayed about her phone's cracked screen; but she had been through a lot with her old phone- "dropping it in the toilet, then crying for 3 minutes about God hating cellphones"- and even though her mom said she was buying her a new one, Sukihaya was somewhat not too eager about the idea of not seeing her cracked screen..It's weird I know, but JUST GO WITH IT.

The young man looks confused and tries to act like he didn't hear Sukihaya, but the mighty Sukihaya knew exactly what he was really up to already…

"Look, if you're bored and like women, you should visit the strip club down at the mall. I hear Bubbles is giving out lap dances at severely low prices~ (winks)" Sukihaya says

The young man's face goes bloody red, and he is speechless and sweating profusely.

As Sukihaya is silently gloating in victory of making someone around her uncomfortable, the young man reaches out his hand to her. There's something in his hand.

"There's something in your hand." Sukihaya says.

"Ah, yes. I-I- you- me-we-" The young man stutters.

"Uh, before you bring any more pronouns into this story, can I ask you something?" Sukihaya asks.

"Uh…?" The Young man says.

"What the fuck is it?" Sukihaya asks.

The Young Man laughs and reveals it to be a…

"Your screen cover- to your phone? I-I saw you leave class without it, so I-"

"Let me find a way to crack my smartphone right when I actually needed this bitch." Sukihaya grumbles.

"Huh?" the young man asks.

Sukihaya looks away, annoyed that the boy had her screen protector, as soon as she cracked her screen. Now, Sukihaya was a girl of reason, and because of that, she felt that accusing the boy of stealing her screen protector right around the time she actually needed it was a bit unfair. So, she accepted the boy's offer, and said,

"You know what? Thank you anyway." Sukihaya says as she smiles and takes her screen cover from the boy.

The young man smiles back and wipes the sweat from his forehead.

"He,he. Your welcome. For a second there, I thought you were mad at me." The young man says.

"Oh, yes. The great Sukihaya Katagiri raging over a shitty ass screen cover? Puh-lease! It takes a lot more than that to get my panties in a bunch." Sukihaya says.

" Really?" The young man asks with a perverted grin.

"(annoyed) Don't get any ideas over there, Deuce Bigalow. I'm not on the market." Sukihaya says.

"Deuce Bigalow"?.."The market"? What does that mean?" The young man asks.

Sukihaya facepalms the longest facepalm to ever make face to palm contact in the history of facepalming since the dawning of Star Trek.

"I should be more patient. I forget you guys don't get these references in this country. (frowns) It's a shame, really." Sukihaya says.

"Ah. yes. You're from America, right?" The young man asks.

"Washington, D.C. all the way- and no I don't listen to no Go-Go! It's shitty as shit can get, which is a lot actually." Sukihaya says.

The young man chuckles, completely ignorant of what Sukihaya is talking about. Sukihaya sighs, puts away her journal in her bookbag and crosses her arms. She looks out the window, noticing her stop is coming up.

"Say, kid. Don't you have a stop to be getting off on?" Sukihaya asks.

"Well, um..actually I-"

"Was waiting for me to get off first, okay. That's nice-GOTTA GO, BYE-" Sukihaya says quickly.

Sukihaya quickly runs off the train and dashes towards the mall center. The mall is crowded with people and there are many stands people are loitering around. She notices a gaming store and quickly heads inside.

The store is quite empty and it looks like most people only came in to buy the new next gen consoles, rather than any actual games so Sukihaya was in luck

Sukihaya sees a new game and reaches for it but a metal claw grabs the bastard first!

"Da fuck?" Sukihaya mumbles.

Sukihaya turns to see a short, overweight man clutching the game she wanted with a clunky trash picker. She soon replaces her surprised expression with that of a large grin. She holds back laughter; the man sees this and becomes red in the face like a fatty, fat, fat, fat TOMATO.

"Excuse me." The man says.

"You're excused, but that Dr. Klaww shit you got there isn't. Wanna put it away?" Sukihaya says.

"No, I don't actually, madam. However, I do not believe this is the right store for you to be in." The man says.

"Why 'cuz I haz vagina?" Sukihaya asks.

"(blushes) No, because your vagina is sending the wrong message to our customers about what is appropriate behavior in our store." The man says.

Sukihaya turns around to see a bunch of nerdy guys looking lustfully at her while touching themselves. Sukihaya looks away, giggling.

"(sighs) Oh, guy gamers, when will you learn?" Sukihaya says.

"Ahem, can you please leave?" The man asks.

"Fine, but I demand JTA 5 and Assassin's Greed IV as payment!" Sukihaya says.

"(Confused) Fine, $120." The man says.

Sukihaya hands over the money, takes the games and walks out the store; she, unfortunately, bumps into the young man from the train. Too soon maybe?

"Oops, I'm sorry. (Looks up at the young man) Oh...it's you again." Sukihaya says.

"(frowns) You don't sound too happy to see me." The young man says.

"I don't like meeting strangers twice in one day. (sing-song voice) It's one of my rules ." Sukihaya sings.

"Before you ran off, I wanted to ask you if you'd like to go out with me some time. (looks down) It's okay if you say no." The young man asks.

"Wait, is that your approach to every girl you ask out? Be "as awkward as shit staring", then stalk them at the last moment?" Sukihaya asks.

"I wouldn't call it stalking, I-I-"

"Then whatcha' come to the mall for? 'Cuz it damn sure wasn't for shopping." Sukihaya says.

"I LIKE YOU, OKAY?" The young man yells.

Everyone around the two teens look surprised but soon resume their loitering around...Sukihaya is confused. The young man is blushing, and looks like he's ready to cry.

"Oh...I'm sorry, kid. I'm just not used to this,..or you for that matter. Uh, what's your name?" Sukihaya asks.

"I'm Itou. Itou, Makoto. I'm in your class, Class 3?" Makoto says.

Sukihaya looks confused, realizing she's in the School Days universe.

"Oh, yeah, with the rest of the freaks." Sukihaya mumbles.

"Hey, what's that supposed to mean? We're in the same class!" Makoto says.

"Well I'm a freak, and I'm not afraid to say it. What makes you all high and mighty not to admit it, Itou? Huh? Huh?" Sukihaya says as she moves her head back and forth like an angry black woman.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"

"(smiles and puts hand on hip) I was trying to make you uncomfortable, but you just ate that shit up like a fucking ice cream sandwich, didn't you?" Sukihaya says.

Makoto continues laughing loudly; other people start to notice and crowd around the two teens; Sukihaya pats Makoto on the back.

"Hey Itou, you mind not dying? I've got plans later on." Sukihaya says.

"Sorry, you're just so funny, Katagiri-san." Makoto says.

"Funny? WHat's so FUCKING FUNNY ABOUT ME MOTHAFUCKER?" Sukihaya thinks.

Sukihaya replies,

"Oh, I guess I am pretty funny. He,he. (mumbles) Tickle-Me-Elmo looking motherfucka."

"(wipes tear from eyes) So,..." Makoto begins.

"About the date?" Sukihaya asks.

Makoto nods

"Well…fine, I guess. But let's be clear, loverboy. There shall be none of this (slaps Makoto's bottom)" Sukihaya says.

"(blushes) Ah! Katagiri-san!" Makoto yells.

"Or none of this- (Caresses Makoto's man-breasts) Or any kissy face of ANY kind." Sukihaya says.

"Any kind? What do you mean?" Makoto asks.

"Let me tell ya, I've seen some freaky shit! This guy once joked around and texted me a video of him kissy facing with his ass. So DONT bullshit me with something like that, okay?" Sukihaya says.

"(starts giggling) Okay, Katagiri-san. I won't kissy face you with my-"

"DONT DO IT!" Sukihaya yells.

"Yes." Makoto says.

Sukihaya and Kissy-ass-face boy spent the rest of the day exploring the mall; they of course stopped at a few arcades, argued about the best games out this year, and ate A LOTTTT of sweets, which is kinda expected since they both have sweet tooths, and like cake, and pie and BLAH BLAH BLAH- HAPPY ENDING!

Sukihaya and Makoto are back on the train together; Sukihaya is looking at her phone, melancholy eyes; Makoto is staring Sukihaya, concerned.

"What's wrong Katagiri-san?" Makoto asks.

"This damn phone…You know after all the shit I went through today,- No offense- I'm still stuck with this stupid ass cracked phone...That I can't seem to get over. ( In English) Fuckin' A!" Sukihaya says.

"It's just a phone. It's not a big deal." Makoto says.

"You say that now, but you don't understand it, man! It's like a marriage or something. You give her these little bits of information about you at first, then by the next month, she's knows you better than your mom! But when you mistreat her, when you crack the surface of her soul, she dies on you and leaves you for another man! And do you know what his name is?" Sukihaya asks.

"(smiling) No…" Makoto says.

"Amazon." Sukihaya says stone faced.

"(laughs) You're crazy, Sukihaya-san~" Makoto says.

Sukihaya is surprised that Makoto addressed her by her first name

"Well yes..MAKOTO, I'm fully aware of the cray- cray God that lives inside me...MAKOTO." Sukihaya says.

"He,he. Why are you saying my name like that?" Makoto asks.

"Because this country's friggin' crazy! I was waiting all fuckin' day for the right moment to call you by your first name instead of just starting with that last name B.S. in the beginning! In America, we don't do this shit!" Sukihaya says.

"Oh..Well it is a sign of respect to call people you do not know too well by their family name, then when you get to know them better, you can be more familiar." Makoto explains.

"Well, my family's a sack of shit, so you and anyone else can call me Sukihaya or however you pronounce my name in this country." Sukihaya says.

"Suki-chan, that's disheartening to hear a girl say!" Makoto says.

"So if I had a pair of balls, it wouldn't be as disheartening?" Sukihaya says.

"(frowns) You're very rude." Makoto says.

"I'm just trying to make you uncomfortable. (grins) I'm glad it's working!" Sukihaya says

"(sighs) Goodness, you're a mess. But, (smiles) I like you." Makoto says

Makoto kisses Sukihaya on the cheek.

"I don't think I've ever been able to connect with a girl like this so fast..It's exciting." Makoto says.

"(Sarcastically) Yeah...my teenage hormones are jittering all around down there right about now." Sukihaya says.

"(Holds in laughter) You could at least try to be serious." Makoto says.

"I thought about that once.. Funny thing is, it became clearer to me that life is like one big fucking joke, but nobody but the cynics laugh at it." Sukihaya thinks.

"Sukihaya?" Makoto asks.

Sukihaya looks at Makoto.

"This is my stop." Makoto says.

Makoto takes out his phone, revealing a cracked screen like Sukihaya's.

"But I wanted to exchange numbers before I leave." Makoto says.

Sukihaya smiles and hands Makoto her and Makoto both enter their numbers in each others' phones, then return theirs. Makoto waves to Sukihaya as he exits the train.

Now our lone,female protagonist waits on the train; she is somehow satisfied about the turn of events today, and quite glad she decided to get up and go out for once instead of stay inside like a shut-in like she always does...But just as she's lulled herself into a sense of security she thinks,

"OH FUCK, I FORGOT TO GET XBOX BATTERIES!"

The End