Andy rolls over with a groan, as his alarm began to go off. It was only monday and he dreaded it. Dreaded going to school. He gets up and grabs a pair of pants and a shirt, plus socks out of his drawers. All were your basic black, and he silently slips them on. He opens his door silently, and goes to check on his mother. Who had passed out finally in her room. She was always drunk, and not to mention abusive. He had bruises on his arms and legs from her. But they were easy to hide with a jacket and pants. Silently he goes downstairs and grabs something quick to eat, which just so happened to be toast. He sighs and then goes out the door. He really didn't want to go to school, but he didn't want to stuck at home with his mother either. So it was a lose-lose situation either way. Dealing with the abuse from his mother was one thing, the other was dealing with the people at school. He was constantly bullied by the other students. Just because he didn't wear the popular clothing nor did he listen to the most popular music. Out on the porch he makes sure he had everything with him, he didn't want to go back inside and risk waking his mother. He had everything and then with a sigh he walks off, putting earbuds in, listening to rock music as he walked to school. He finally reaches the school and stands there looking at the building with a sigh. He was still deciding whether or not faking that he was sick. But that would ruin his perfect attendance and good grades. He sighs once again and walks toward the school building. And plus he would be disappointing his friend Autumn, or Kitty as she likes to be called. They had most of their classes together and they always walked together to class. He couldn't understand why she was friend with him, she was much more popular than he was and she never got made fun of. As he approached the building he could feel the eyes of the other students upon.