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Chapter 7: A day of total annoyance.

We decided to let it go for now. Sango didn't want me anymore upset than I already was. And I didn't want her worrying for what she believed was my problem. I hate it when my friends worry about me when there's nothing wrong with me. I'm over it now. I guess my emotions never tell them that. I'm always frowning when I think or if I'm looking out the window. A lot of people daze out of reality like that.

Wednesday was a total drag! It went by so slowly it almost seemed like every student that passed me in the halls walked by in slow motion. I couldn't stand it. I hate these kinds of days. It goes by so slowly at school, and when you first step into your house after school it goes by fast and then school's right there at your feet again. It's fucking retarded.

Tomorrow is Battle of the Bands and it is definitely going to be one of the best days of my life. If I am not in the mood to mosh when the time comes I will be pissed.

I never had plans for Wednesday nights except for when/if I have homework to do. Tuesdays and Thursdays I have kickboxing after school. Fridays I stay home and chillax while watching my favorite shows that only come on, on Fridays so that's a bonus for a good start to the weekend. And usually for weekends I plan to be spontaneous for a good time. I like to spend my weekends with my friends. I'm usually planning over the week to see who I could spend it with. I'm too bored over weekends and lonely I need to have a friend over. Except for when I have big projects that need to be done or just when I don't feel like having company. And then, the horrible happens. Those horrible, horrible nightmare weekends where you are in desperate need for company and your friends are either too busy doing something else or not allowed over. So other than that, my life is boring.

Kikyo called me up that night and asked if I wanted to come over. I didn't have anything else to do except sit in my desk: thinking about what I should write next in my story (I hate "Writer's Block") so I agreed.

We didn't do much when at her house…or was it that I didn't do much when at her house. She just ran around most of the time cleaning and cooking (her mother was a total bitch and made her do shit-without allowance!) telling me fairly boring stories of what she did that day or the day before with one of her friends. While I sat on the sofa patiently watching her. She would come and sit down on the sofa a crossed from me. But I'd rather prefer her up and running around again so that she couldn't see my bored face, instead of making me smile at her (which hurt like a mother fucker sometimes-physically and emotionally). But 69.5 of the time I didn't have to. Because a lot of the stories she told were actually funny. And the things we talk about or the things we do can be extremely funny sometimes. She can get extremely annoying though, everyday. The stories she tells me, she's so used to telling them to everybody the same way she tells me them all over again, which also can get annoying as hell.

She'll make fun of people when she doesn't like other people making fun of people.

She'll go out with someone and fall back and forth in love with them, over and over and over and…

She'll bribe people and get things when she, herself, does not deserve them.

She fucking slobs her eyeliner on and won't even care if it's sloppy, it's sick and it makes her look even worse.

She thinks she's hot and better than everyone else when she's really not.

She'll say she hates preps and thinks she's emo, when she acts like a prep and is totally opposite of emo.

I sometimes wonder why I hung out with her most of the time. I mean, she doesn't make sense sometimes. I guess the only reason I hang out with her, is because she is my only ride to kick boxing. Sango never liked her in the first place. She hangs out with the druggies at school and thinks she's all that just because she does drugs, and hangs out with druggies. She doesn't even know that most of those kids don't even like her. Excuse me for saying this, but she is full of it.

She was telling me some cock and bull story. I wasn't even listening to half of it. She asked me if I heard, and snapped me out of my daze.

"Huh?" I said. She looked at me and blinked, "Did you just hear what I said?"

I gave her a blank stare, "Sorry, I wasn't listening, what did you say?"

"I said that Gary touched my boobs today." She said as if she was saying it for the first time, and told me the story over again. I looked away. She always does this, I mean; she talks about these kinds of things all the time. It's kind of annoying. She likes to rant on a lot about either the stupidest things or the grossest information that I know most people don't even want to hear about. She must think that she is funny and her stories are better and greater than anyone else's.

Well that was short. I was walking home now and I only stayed a half hour.

I sat down at my computer and froze. I was planning on doing something on the computer, and forgot what it was at was planning to do.

So, I walked down stairs and looked for something to eat. I only found bagels and cream cheese and toasted till it was cooked at the right crunchiness that I liked.

When I went back upstairs, I was suddenly tired. So I took my bagel and looked for a movie to watch, since I didn't have any homework. I put in Pirates of the Caribbean (I love that movie to death) and watched it to the end. Whenever I watch a movie, I always have to watch it till the end. It's a perfection that I seem to have. When I turned off my TV, I crawled into my comfy bed and put my music on low, so that I didn't have to worry about my mother coming in and telling me to either turn it down, or turn it off.

Listening to my rock, I fell asleep about a half an hour later in order to wake up the next day to have a good thought on my brain.

Battle of the Bands.

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I know this was short but I couldn't think of anything else for it. The next chapters I have plans for so they'll be a little more interesting than this one. I'm not exactly sure how I'll write them so excuse me for a little wait for them to come. Thank you once again for reviewing my fellow readers! You've helped me along my journey of writing this story. I didn't expect it to be this good. Although, I still think it sucks haha! Anyways…review if you wish.