I groaned, turning over on the hard, bare mattress. I stared up at the hole-filled ceiling, making a mental reminder to ask Haddy for money to fix the new ones. I sniffed, sitting up and dragging myself over to my box of clothes. Which wasn't very far since the square feet in my room were less than than the shoe closet. 

I threw on my jeans and my hoodie quickly, not bothering to fix my hair, opening the door quietly. I crept down the hall, picking up a banana from the fruit basket and sweeping my backpack onto my shoulders. I glanced around the bleak room, noticing the full pots positioned above the holes in the roof from last night's rain. I balanced them all in my arms, deciding to empty them on Haddy's suffering flower garden on the way to school. 

I made my way out the door, careful to not spill a drop. 

My neighbor, Glen, waved at me from his lawn chair. I waved back with my only free hand. I walked down the narrow asphalt strip, with trailers and mobile homes lining the sides. Most of the people here lived in trailers, but the lucky few, including me, lived in shitty mobile homes that were literally made from scraps. Yay, cheap living. 

I greeted Haddy's fat cat, Kitty. She rubbed her face on my legs, weaving in between them. I scratched her chin, her deep purr rumbling her body. 

"What's up, little mama?" I cooed to her, and she meowed in response. 

I dumped the water onto Haddy's flower bed, setting the empty tubs on the ground. I continued walking to school, Kitty on my heels. I reached the strip of forest that I walked through every day in order to avoid the traffic in the usual way to school. 

I hummed, looking up at the trees. Kitty meowed, shaking her head, jingling the bell on her collar. 

I emerged from the trees, running down the concrete slope where all the rain from last night's storm had gathered. It was no problem for me though, I just hopped from the logs and driftwood that was caught in the storm drain. I reached the other side and waved to Kitty, turning around to hop the school fence and land in the front yard.  

I came around the side, next to the bike rack that no one uses because everyone has cars. 

"Hey, Alas! What's up?" Bugs says, walking over to me. 

"Nothing much, you?" He shrugs. 

"Been' kinda laid back," Bugs said, his metal chains that were hanging from his pants jangled.  

"Hey Bitches," Crissy said, sauntering over to us. She was wearing sweatpants and a sports hoodie, wearing her honestly too big ego like it was a trophy.

"Heeey~," I said unenthusiastically. Bugs glanced at her with a small blush creeping to his cheeks. Oh, I forgot to mention that Bugs has a huge crush on Crissy. 

I rolled my eyes at her obliviousness.

"Sassy as ever, I see Alas," She puts her hands on her hips. 

"You know it bitch~" 

Crissy rolls her eyes with a smile on her face. The school bell rings and the huge-ass crowd of walking hormones that is our school starts to flood inside. I waved to Bugs and Crissy, who have the same classes, heading off to homeroom. I run, not wanting to be late, again. I wasn't half paying attention to my surroundings.

I screech to a stop, nearly slamming into a wall of muscle.