When online class gives you assignments,
FUCK EVERYTHING, GO TO SLEEP

I am so done with life. I can't anymore. What have the "golden years of my life" come up to?

As I frustrated by whined about my life and the main cause of the frustration, the absolutely ridiculous online classes, I remembered about another assignment that I had to turn in. Sighing, cursing everything, I got up from my bed and sat on the study table. Mom was on a Zoom call with the Ketchum kid — their first session today.

By the time I was done collecting all the important points to put in my assignments, it was already dinner time. Just as I got up from my swivel chair, I heard mom calling me downstairs.

We had dinner and sat down to watch TV. Maybe I just had extremely bad luck, because just when my mother decided to not watch updates on coronavirus today and watch movies instead, Contagion was being played on three Movie channels. However, I wasn't going to resign to my fate. I got up from the couch and went upstairs repeating the list of series I hadn't watched yet.

When I entered my room, I heard my cellphone ringing. Serena.

"Hey, girl—"

"MISTYYYYYYY" she screamed excitedly from the other side of the phone. Instinctively, I pulled the phone away from my ear.

"Hi," I said, calmly.

"MY YOUTUBE SUBSCRIBERS CROSSED 500K" Serena scream again, "I CAN'T BELIEVE IT, ITS JUST BEEN TWO MONTHS!"

Leave it to Serena Yvonne to find happiness in the darkest of the times. Everyone in our squad was either bored or irritated or demotivated, but Serena, she was being a ray of sunshine like always. You could leave her in a zombie apocalypse and she would still find the positives in the scenario.

"Congratulations girll" I replied enthusiastically. She giggled.

"Oh yes, I posted another video for a night skincare routine," she told me, " I tried to include all the very basic products that most people will have. You should check it out. I've made a special segment for acne and blemishes"

"Acne is a nightmare" I spoke "I don't know why suddenly I'm facing acne issues and they leave dark spots behind"

We continued to talk about random things: starting from my skin being a bitch in this lockdown where Serena gave me many ideas on how I could get rid of the problems to theorising how Mrs Morris must not have a life because all she does is make assignments and correct them. Promising one another that we'll share our theories on the next Squad conference call, Serena and I hung up.

I lied down on my bed and raised my arms to hold my phone over my face.

Google classroom notifications.  Instagram notifications. Rudy's message on WhatsApp. I slid down the notification so that I could see his message.

Hey, you haven't been replying properly lately. What's the deal with you? Just because I give you importance doesn't mean you can treat me like shit. Girls practically worship me, you get that?

I rolled my eyes, feeling the anger in me rise a little bit. I never asked him to follow me around or give me importance, as a matter of fact, that's the last thing I would wish for.
I knew that talking to him won't better my mood anyway so I decided to ignore him.

Next notification: Snapchat friend request.

I clicked on the friend request and the app opened to show the latest request from— wait, WHO? ASH KET—

I panicked reading the name and cellphone dropped on my face, hitting my lips hard with one of the corners of the phone. I picked up the device from my face and rubbed my lips. After tending to my lip — which was still hurting bad — I glanced over to my phone and cursed myself, my life and my fate the second time. My thumb was on the FREAKING ACCEPT BUTTON. And I had already clicked it. Why did all the horrible things have to happen to me?

"Think positive," I told myself "You can still remove him". Frantically, I clicked on his profile to remove him from friends but...

Heya :)

What? He sits online 24x7 to see who's accepting his request and who doesn't? It had barely been 6 seconds since I —accidentally — accepted him. "Never mind," I told myself "How bad could it be? Some random guy who is your mom student is texting you. Maybe he wants to be friends."

I wasn't convinced at my own reasoning but I had to reply. I had seen his message already. His bitmoji peeped from the left corner. I exited the chat, hoping that he would go.

A minute later, I pressed on his chat again and his bitmoji was still there. Just leave already!

Taking in a deep breath to calm myself, I pressed on the keyboard icon to start typing.

Misty Waterflower
Hi. Do you need anything?

Ash Ketchum
What?

What? He texts me and has the audacity to say what? Like, aren't you supposed to say something?

Misty Waterflower
I'm pretty sure you understand English. Don't "what" me. Why did you message me?

Ash Ketchum
To make new friends, of course :D

Misty Waterflower
Do I look interested in being friends with you?

Ash Ketchum
Yes. Totally :D

What's with that Serena-level optimism? At least she isn't clueless.

Even he isn't. He's just trying to act cute.

Misty Waterflower
Are you ignoring the hints or are you absolutely stupid?

Ash Ketchum
You're dropping hints? C'mon, we just started talking, how am I supposed to know you're interested in me  ^.^

WHAAAA— Is he for real? I mean— what, what the actual—

Misty Waterflower
Excuse me?

Ash Ketchum
You are excused.

Misty Waterflower.
Look, mister. I don't know what you're doing, but please, stop.

Ash Ketchum
What am I doing? :/

Ash Ketchum
Wait! Am I making your heart flutter? Hihi ^.^

MAKING MY HEART FLUTTER? YOU SON OF A —

Misty Waterflower
HEY! WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR DEAL

Ash Ketchum
I'm being nice. Why you gotta be rude. :(

Misty Waterflower
Bye

I slammed my phone on the bed and buried my head in the cushion. What the actual— I didn't know why I was so mad, but I felt my insides boil. It's not like boys haven't tried playing innocent before. But him. Blaaaaaaaaah.

My phone kept buzzing for a few minutes but I refused to spare a glance at it. First Rudy and then this Ketchum kid. How am I supposed to keep calm?

I just stayed on the bed, unmoving, thinking about positive things to stop myself from exploding. I'm so done with boys. So done.

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The next day, I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off. I don't know when I fell asleep but the sleeping worked— I felt a lot better than what I did yesterday. I stretched out myself on the bed like a dog and then walked downstairs to have breakfast.

While I was sitting on the dinner table with a blank head, my brain decided to contemplate about every weird thing that happened yesterday and suddenly the Ketchum kid came into my thoughts.

I was angry at Rudy yesterday, did I take out my anger on the Ketchum kid? He wasn't necessarily being rude or dirty, but I lashed out on him for no reason. I should've waited for him to say something irritable and then yelled at him. Wait, you're supposed to be sorry, Misty. Not feisty.

But then again... was he genuinely wanting to be friends? Why would he act like a stalker and find my account, though? It's not like we are related— he's talked to my mom just once.

Is he bullied and cast out in his school? Is that why he decided to make new friends where someone doesn't know him. But he's rich! Why would his schoolmates bully him?

Is he a nerdy fat kid? Is that why everyone hates him?

AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH

Why am I even thinking so much over it?

After finishing breakfast and having a bath, I sat down in front of my laptop. I held my phone in my hand. The lock screen flashed a many notifications but the one I couldn't dare to open was Snapchat.

After reading any important announcements on the school's app, deleting follow requests from unknown people on Instagram, checklist-ing all the completed assignments on google classroom, I was left with one last notification from Snapchat.

I clicked on Ash Ketchum's chat.

Ash Ketchum.
Hey hey, you being rude :(

Ash Ketchum
That's right. It's okay, I understand :)

Ash Ketchum
Girls only like fuckboys and bad boys.

Ash Ketchum
A friendly neighborhood guy doesn't match your "standards", does he? I was only trying to be friends!

Ash Ketchum
Kay, see ya buddy :)

Did I really hurt him? I shouldn't have had taken out my frustration on this poor guy. He was just trying to be nice.

Uhhhhhh. I hate myself.

I clicked on the keyboard icon again and began to type. I'm sure he received a notifation Misty Waterflower is typing... because his bitmoji popped up at the side again. He was typing something too. Just as I sent my wholeass apology for being rude and a jerk to him, he hit me with a:

Haha gotcha ;)