,"You'll never know the reason that I'm stuck in this filthy mud hole, unless you read this story.

I sling my backpack around my shoulder and walk down the hall to art class. Teacher like she always do gives us all different projects to do.

"Mr. Martenez, you're late again, I expect you to be here early from now on," Mrs. Davis says, handing me a sketchbook, a mechanical pencil, an eraser, a piece of paper.

I look down at the piece of paper, of course. I hate anatomy.

"I promise I'll try my best to get here early tomorrow," I say, looking up at her.

She smiles and says, "Very good then, tell me when you get it done."

She walks off to my best friend Andrea.

Andrea smiles at Mrs. Davis and takes the stuff she hands out to her.

I wave at her. "Hey Andrea, when did you get into art class?"

"My mom enrolled me yesterday, sorry I didn't tell you, she wouldn't let me text you are any of our friends," Andrea says, looking down at her stuff to see what she got.

Me and Andrea have been friends since I can remember. She's the closest friend to me.

\After art class/

"Hey guys," Martyn says.

"Aden, when did Andrea get into art stuff?" Scott asks grabbing Andrea's whist.

"Her mom enrolled her yesterday," I say.

Yes, you may not like but my name is Aden. I hate it myself.

"Oh. Why didn't you tell me?" Scott asks. "And, Andrea why did you only let Aden know?"

"I didn't! Sort of. I told him just a minute ago, so don't think I forgot about you guys, like I told Aden, my mom told me that it was mom and daughter time. Sorry," Andrea says, hugging him.

"Oh, sorry that I assumed, I just. . .I don't know, I guess I just am um what's the word for it, um jealous of Aden, 'cause you know you two are like unbreakable," Scott says.

"No you're good it's fine. But next time think before assuming," Andrea says. "It always helps me."

Onyx, who is my girlfriend, walks up with Lilith who is my boyfriend.

"Hi, Andrea, Aden, Scott, Martyn," Onyx and Lilith say at the same time.

I wave at them. "Hello, where have you guys been."

"We were looking for you. So, where were you?" Onyx asks.

"I was in art class, then I well saw them, so me and Andrea started talking to them," I say.

\Hours later/

I walk off the bus and go inside, where Mom is in the kitchen making dinner.

"Young man, why did you not come home at 4:00?!" Mom yells at me. "You had me scared to death! I was just about to call the police!"

I look over at her. "Sorry."

She looks over at me tear-stained face and says. "Sorry?! Is that all you have to say to me?!"

"What else do you want me to say?! I'm so sorry Mom, I didn't mean to do that I had planned to get home before 8:00! Is that what you want me to say to you?!" I yell at her, throwing my backpack on the couch and running up the stairs and slam my door.

I throw myself on to my bed and curl up into a ball.

I grab my phone and text my friends on group chat.

[Sorry guys, I would be coming but my mom is mad at me.]

[That's okay. I can make things work out we can still hangout tomorrow, right]

[Aden, are you okay?]

[Yeah, I'm fine, don't worry about me.]

[Okay, we were worried about you.]