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Kendall's P.O.V
I was upstairs in my room trying to do my homework. However I kept getting distracted looking out the window at Logan's house. Inside guilt ate away at me. Was I turning into one of those rich jerks? Did Logan think I was the enemy? "Ugh this isn't working!" I yelled in frustration as I dropped my pencil and stood up. I turned and headed downstairs for some water.
When I stepped into the kitchen my mom looked up from where she was cooking dinner. "Hey sweetie." She said smiling. I tried to smile back then sat down at the table and sighed. "What's wrong?"
"It's just I get the feeling that Logan isn't sure about which side I should be on! I mean I want to be friends with him, but… well… I don't know." I groaned and grabbed some water before drinking it and standing up. "Mom think I'm gonna go for a walk." I said then headed for the front door.
Logan's P.O.V
Feelings of helplessness and hopelessness
A bleak outlook that nothing will get better and there's nothing you can do to improve your situation
Loss of interest in daily activities
No interest in former hobby's, pastimes, or social activities
You've lost your ability to feel joy and pleasure
Appetite or weight changes
Significant weight loss or weight gain.
A change of more than five percent of body weight in a month
Sleep changes
Either insomnia especially waking in the early hours of the morning, or oversleeping also known as hypersomnia
Anger or irritability
Feeling agitated, restless, or even violent.
Your tolerance level is low, your temper short, and everything and everyone gets on your nerves
Loss of energy
Feeling fatigued, sluggish, and physically drained
Your whole body may feel heavy and even small tasks are exhausting or take longer to complete
Self-loathing
Strong feelings of worthlessness or guilt
You harshly criticize yourself for perceived faults and mistakes
Reckless behavior
You engage in escapist behavior such as substance abuse, compulsive gambling, reckless driving, or dangerous sports
Concentration problems
Trouble focusing, making decisions, or remembering things
Unexplained aches and pains
An increase of physical complaints such as headaches, back pain, aching muscles, and stomach pain
I leaned back from my laptop and just stared at the screen. There lay the list of symptoms and I could agree with a few of them. I did Loath myself and it was getting harder and harder to do anything especially go and deal with school. I wasn't reckless that I did know, but I did have a lot of headaches so… maybe? Getting up I went back downstairs and just leaned against the counter thinking.
Maybe I should make a doctor's appointment. I turned and grabbed the phone book and started looking. Then it hit me those voices could be a sign of depression. Frantically I dialed a number and made an appointment for tomorrow after school. After hanging up I sighed. Now all I had to do is last until then.
Kendall's P.O.V
As I left my house and started walking I turned to my thoughts. I had to make a decision once and for all. Which side I was on. Soon my feet started to run. I knew I just couldn't sit it out, but I didn't know.
My feet rounded the corner and I ran past Logan's house and kept going. I didn't know where I was going, but I didn't care. I just needed to think and so I focused more on my thoughts than to where I was going. Maybe I should side with Logan. Who cares what people think?
Yeah, but don't you want to be friends with James?
No actually I didn't. In fact I knew he deserved that slap and I was glad someone had done it besides me. I hated when people had absolute control of everything! It was like an anarchy in the school. I needed to be the rebel like Logan. So what if Logan was gay? James liked Carlos so why was he singled out?
I cut a corner not paying attention and ran right into the boy I had been thinking about. "Woe there Kendall." James said steadying me. I sighed. I stared at him and he tried to smile back, but under my intense gaze he wavered.
"James why do you hate Logan?"
Hey everyone so want to guess why James hates Logan? Disclaimer I don't own the information about depression. I got it off the enternet.