I woke up to the sound of raindrops outside of the window I was leaning my head towards. I heard the teacher's voice mumbling in the background. I was blinking multiple times trying to wake up but to no success.
I often found myself having a tendency to look up at the sky. I don't know why I always do it but I always seem to do different things when I look up at the sky. Sometimes it is me looking for pictures in the clouds, other times I am looking and focusing on rain drops. Today is one of those days. I don't know what I find interesting about staring at the rain, but maybe focusing on the drops falling from the sky gives me something to focus on and lets me focus on something new. That's probably it, the ability to disconnect myself from reality. The unrhythmically sound of the raindrops hitting puddles that catches my attention and me trying to find a rhythm. That's something I think everyone always does, trying to find rhythm.
"That's it for today."
Ms Myers turned off the projector and shortly after left the classroom. Her actions seem to have woken me up.
I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and stretched my body. I didn't sleep well last night. I felt my body making cracking noises. My actions seemed to have caught the attention of some of my classmates. They started mumbling to each other. They seemed to not be able to understand why I had been sleeping in Ms Myers class. I could silently hear someone whispering "How long was he asleep?" I ignored them looking at me. I rose up from my chair and quietly walked out of my classroom.
Still tired, I kept rubbing my eyes. I walked through the slogging corridor, everyone else seemed to be as tired as I was. I needed to get to my locker in order to pick up my umbrella. While walking I started to search for a rhythm in the rain. I suddenly felt someone putting their hand on my shoulder! I wanted to continue walking but I reluctantly turned around.
"Hey Reijirou, do you have time tomorrow?", said Louis Weber. Louis Weber is the person in my class I spend the most time with. You could call us friends. Louis Weber is a person that is a part of a 4 people group in our class the other members are Norman Roy, Jim Ruben and myself. The four of us is what the current society would call a friend group.
"Yes I have time tomorrow." I answered with a warm smile.
"Nice. Me and the others are planning to go to the arcade tomorrow."
"Did it happen that you left me out of the planning?" I continued. I stopped smiling at him, but truthfully speaking I wasn't really bothered by them planning without me. I know he thinks that I would care about something like this.
"We planned this while you were sleeping. The others didn't really want to interrupt your nap. Just must stop sleeping during Mrs Myers lessons. I have said this over and over again you're playing with… actually no not fire you are playing with lava."
"I am not scared of heat." I answered confidently.
"But you should fear detention." Louis Weber was emphasized by pointing towards me with his index finger.
I am unsure if they could actually give me detention. I took precaution, even if they could give me detention it wouldn't really matter. I would just sleep through the detention. There is no way they would be able to tell that I am sleeping. Even if they could, I am not that interested in school.
"That's what I just told you my friend." I said even more confidently. Louis Weber started to burst out laughing holding his stomach.
"You drop the lines of a god hahaha." Louis kept laughing.
I chuckled lightly and smiled towards him again. Then I turned around towards my locker.
"I will see you tomorrow." I waved goodbye.
As I was leaving, I took an unnoticeable peek behind me to see if there was anyone behind me. There were only a few people in sight.
Seems like I will be able to relax.
I continued to walk in silence towards my locker and picked up my umbrella. My focus was constantly shifting between the sound of the rain and the sound of my classmates. But my focus stopped shifting when I left the school building because now I could only hear the rain.