Read Bipolar Sunshine :: Chap. 3

Alan's pov

As usual most of my classes were boring. I hadn't seen Duke at all so far today. It was kind of strange. I went to English and saw the kid I sat with on the bus. He was quiet and working as usual. I went to my own desk and began working. With his help from yesterday, I think I understand some of this a bit more. Not sure if that would last since my memory isn't always spectacular.

I couldn't wait for lunch though. I was happy that I finished my work earlier than usual but now I didn't have anything to do. I glanced at the kid and realized I never got his name. He was all the way across the room so there was no way for me to pass a note without disruption or making a scene.

He probably wouldn't want to talk to me anyway, I am friends with the guy who tried to bully him after all. But I felt bad for just standing around letting it happen. Guilt was eating me up but I guess he seems fine and doesn't mind the way people treat him or well ignore them. I don't think I could do that.

The bell rang interrupting my thoughts. I had already put my things away since I had time on my hands. I grabbed my things and got up glancing at the kid as he was the first out the door. Since I was on the other side of the room I knew I wouldn't catch up to him. We all headed to the door, making it take a while and of course once I got out into the halls it was slightly worse. But the cafeteria you could barely walk around.

I finally got into a line in the cafeteria then got my tray of food which took a while with the long lines. As I headed to the original table Landon, Kaden, and I sit at every day I was tugged into another direction, the doors to outdoors. I turned my head to see Landon who put a finger to his lips telling me to I guess not make a peep.

We aren't supposed to go outside. You have to be at least a senior to go. Sometimes juniors but it's a rare sight. And we were Sophomores so we really weren't suppose to be out there but Freshmen would probably get in more trouble than us. Landon tugged me to the back. I saw Duke and some other guys from the Trex group but no Kaden in sight. Maybe he was still inside, would Landon go get Kaden too.

I glanced at Landon again to see him lighting a cigarette, a year before I would have froze or slowly stepped back into school. But being a year with them I'm used to it. Yes, I have smoked before. Only once though and it was terrible I hated it. I use to try to stop Landon but eventually, I got tired.

Duke grinned at me and passed me a can of beer. Beer used to taste terrible but then there was this beer that tasted like juice kinda, nice and fruity. It tasted good and I kinda got hooked. Not where I have to drink it every day, just saying it's really good. I drink it here and there like rare times. I sipped some of the beer Duke handed to me and before I knew it I probably was drunk.

"I got two and a half classes left Laaaandoooon." I hiccuped and Landon laughed puffing out smoke before wrapping an arm over my shoulder.

"You idiots." Duke laughed blowing out smoke before drinking beer. "You two need to learn how to contain yourself with this stuff," he said and Landon flipped him off.

"I am contained bitch!" Landon yelled and it rung in my ears making me hold my head as I saw was a familiar tall figure standing by the doors.

My body felt like it was gonna fall over and my head was dipping. My vision was shakey and a bit blurry. Before I knew it was leaning on someone as they began to yell at Landon. My hearing was going in and out. Eventually, all I could do was see and isn't hear.

I was eventually in class with a major headache, the only reason I knew I was here because I was sitting in a desk. But also because I was leaning on a person that helped me walk to class. The person was talking to...the teacher? I kept being moved to different classes after a while. The person was carrying a lot of the papers that were placed on my desk that I didn't do.

But by my last class my vision was more clear but I still had a headache. I got my work done though with some help from the person who turned out to be Kaden. He also helped me finish the work I didn't finish in my other classes in this class before the bell rung. I could walk a bit on my own but Kaden was close by.

"Where...Where's Landon?" I mumbled rubbing my head as I took careful and slow steps to my locker.

"No idea." Kaden rolled his eyes as I tried unlocking my locker which took a while to get my combination right.

"Well we should go find him." I said grabbing my backpack and groaned holding my head when I closed my locker to hard.

Kaden rolled his eyes again closing the lock on it. I rubbed my head glancing at him. Kaden seemed annoyed and angry. Probably because he had to help me.

"Let's go now." Kaden said and I nodded following him out the doors. "I'll drive you home." he said as we got outside and I nodded glancing down where the buses were.

"What about my bus?" I asked as I followed him to the parking lot.

"I already let the office know I was taking you home earlier." he said pulling out his keys unlocking the doors to his cobra gold metallic Sudan.

I stumbled getting in the car a bit after putting my backpack in the car. As I sat down in the passenger I winced slightly. I looked in my pocket of my jacket and saw two cans of beer. I quickly glanced at Kaden as he closed his door and then looked at me making me look down.

"Alan."

"U-Uh yeah?" I laughed nervously.

"Close the damn door." he said making me look up surprised then closed the door which he started the car afterwards and began to drive out the parking lot.

Would it be bad if I kept them? I mean I could have them later at home. I have no beer there so one can can't be bad. But it is kind of strong.

"Your home." Kaden said making me jump.

"O-Oh that was fast." I said and he rolled his eyes.

"Alan you weren't on earth for a while and your house isn't that far from school." he said leaning over to open my door.

"Oh, well thanks Kaden." I said and got out stumbling a bit then headed up the stairs to the door of my house.

"See ya." I heard Kaden say before he drove off.

I dug in my pockets finding the beers and dug in my other pocket. Of course there was more beer. Most likely they would be gone by tonight. They just taste so good. I looked in my back pocket finally I found my keys. It took a while to find the key then put it in the hole. I turned it opening the door. Mom was probably at work like always. I groaned realizing I left my backpack in his car. Well I don't have homework anyway, I can get it back tomorrow.

I headed slowly to the stairs and up them to my room. I collapsed onto my bed groaning and felt my phone buzz in my jean pocket making me groan again. Was it Kaden about my backpack or Landon? I pulled out my phone to see BOB- sorry Bob, had texted me.

Bob

Bob: Hey

I sat up on my bed and laid back against the headboard. The cans were poking at me so I took my jacket off dropping a can onto my bed. I laid my jacket on the chair near my bed and picked up the beer opening it then sipped it while texting back.

Me: What up

Bob: Heading home from school, I don't have much to do when I get home well actually I do but I think you understand what I mean.

I drank some more of the beer while reading his text. He typed so much it hurt my head. He could use shorter words. My head felt like it was spinning slightly.

Me: Chores?

Bob: Yeah I got chores too. I try to finish my homework at school and on the bus. I might not have homework to do at home and just chores.

I finished the can. I placed the now empty can on my nightstand. I felt a bit hungry now and began to get off my bed while stumbling a bit as I tried to text too.

Me: You type a lot

Bob: You don't type enough

"Heh." I smirked and rolled my eyes at his comeback. I'll admit it was good.

I headed out my room then down the stairs. I started texting him again as I tried finding my way yo the kitchen without tripping. I finally made it and opened the fridge then looked down at my phone texting.

Me: How so?

Bob: Your texts are so short.

Me: Didn't know that was bad

Bob: Eh

I didn't really know how to reply with that. I began looking in the fridge to see what I could make. I decided a BLT sounded amazing right now. I pulled out the bacon, lettuce, tomatoes, mayonnaise, mustard, and ketchup. Then I got out a paper plate, a knife, and the bread.

Me: Well I'm gonna make a BLT

Bob: Sounds heavenly, share?

Me: Mmm I dunno

I washed my hands to be at least somewhat decent. I began to make my sandwich and my mouth just watered as I made it. First I had to cook the bacon so as it cooked I put mayonnaise on both pieces of bread then put lettuce on both and tomato. I had about five pieces of bacon cooking to be put in the middle. I put mustard one piece of bread and ketchup on the other before I put more mayo on both pieces.

I felt my phone buzz as I flipped the bacon on the other side. I eventually put the pieces of bacon on one piece of the bread then put the other piece if bread on top before putting things up and in the sink. I checked my phone before grabbing my plate.

Bob: Pleeeeaaaasseeee

Me: But it's miiiine

I headed back upstairs and into my room closing the door. I sat the plate on my nightstand before getting on my bed. I dug in my jacket pocket for a beer and sat up on my bed eating. I sipped some of my beer as my phone buzzed and I checked it.

Bob: Sharing is caring

Me: Do I look like a care bear?

Bob: Eh

Wait, how would he know how I look like? Well yeah he's in my school....yeah he could know because maybe he's seen me. But how would he be sure it was my phone number.

Me: You don't know

who I am do you?

Bob: Not exactly but I have a clue

and I could be right.

Me: Well that's not fair!

I don't know who you are!

I was feeling a bit dizzy as I drank more then ate. Thoughts of Stacie started swirling in my head and I eventually got a hard on. I cursed under my breath, I couldn't watch porn because I never really liked it.

Bob: I think we should keep it that way, anyways I'm home and have to wash dishes. Plus I need a shower.

A shower? A cold shower could probably help. I finished my second can moving on to the third. My sandwich was half gone.

Me: Have fun

Bob: That was either sarcasm or you being a pervert.

My head was dipping and I smirked at his text. I drank some more of my beer and took more bites of my sandwich. I began typing as things spun in my head.

Me: Being a pervert is fun.

Bob: You must of thought long about that because I'm already done with my shower.

Me: That fast? And how was it? ;)

Bob: I'm still dressing and pervert.

Me: Why are you texting

while your naked? Hard too?

Bob: Are you drunk? And I'm not naked now. I'm slightly dressed drunky.

Me: I'm not drunk.

Bob: And your not hard either.

Me: Ha ha ha, but really.

Bob: Go take a shower and take care of it weirdo.

Me: But I'm too lazy

Bob: WELL QUIT COMPLAINING

Me: Well damn!

Bob: I tried helping

Me: ;) there's other ways to help

All my cans were gone and all that was going through my mind is that I'm hard and it hurts. I finished my sandwich a while ago so I can wash my hands. But then I decided to just rub them on my pants and unbutton them to give myself more space. My phone soon buzzed.

Bob: Are you trying to say you want to sext?

Me: Sure

Bob: Unbelievable

Me: I'm really horny bob

Bob: Pft, I've never sexted buddy so better luck with someone else.

Me: Neither have I

but it's not too hard I'm sure

Bob: Yeah I bet it's not too hard as you (¬_¬)

Me: Don't be a tease

Bob: I'M NOT AND HOW AM I SUPPOSE TO REACT

Me: First, chill

Bob: (¬_¬)