I can not sleep I can not dream tonight

Sam's Pov

I park my car and head into the quick mart to grab a slush. Stepping across many cigarette buds laying dead and washed away on the sidewalk concrete. You would think living in a small town, people would want to keep our little area clean. I mean it wouldn't be hard labor. But we are just lazy, Crawforsville has always been lazy. Way before I got here and way after I leave. If I get the opportunity to at least.
I quickly pay for my drink to the girl behind the counter thats eyes are swollen back into her head. She had a drunk Sunday night guaranteed. I smile softly as we speak nothing to each other and I leave.

Monday at school means, well Monday at school, but everyones just a little slower then most days. It's the same routine. They meet up with their friend groups completing ignoring their unfinished homework and catch up about their uneventful weekend. Sounds like a blast, I know but sadly I'm not interested. I am not interested in much these days actually. See my doctor says it's because I'm an over thinker and that's a good trait to have, but if it's so good why do I take those pills to change that?

The bell rings and everyone runs into their first period. I would start rushing too except that I'm already in it. During the explanation of the lesson girls flirt with boys and boys flirt with girls and a little mixmatching in between. But I sit. And I learn.

Around lunch I take my usual spot in the guidance office. I smile at the secretary whose busy looking through files while on the phone, and walk to my normal spot in the sitting room.

I've always admired the sounds in the room. Outside in the cafeteria you hear noises of course. The noises of kids trying to fit in, pretending like they don't have a care in the world. In the guidance office you hear kids crying about whatever shit their being put through. These kids in high school pretend they have a hard shell, but one small knock and they would shatter.
Today it sounds like a girls relative has died. It's a kind of twisting game I play. I hear sounds and I do my best to interpret whats going on. Today their is a lot of small words and whimpers.
This problem however, is too familiar and I have to excuse myself from the empty room.

Notes

So starting this up! Tell me how you guys like the first chapter! :)