|| A Good Time ||

I put the pen down and let my hand rest so that it won't hurt so much. I wait for my hand to stop hurting, then I pick my pen back up and start rewriting my notes. I finish my notes after getting distracted a few times by the birds outside flying past and/or making lots of noise. I pick my math homework back up again and start to compare my notes to my homework, the problems start to make more sense because I have the notes to guide me through the problems. Finally, I finish my homework about an hour later without my mother's help. I fall dramatically on my bed as if I wasn't already laying on it and my eyelids start to get really heavy and I can't hold them open anymore, all I see is the back of my eyelids….. Suddenly I hear loud knocking on my door and I hear Jay crying, I look out the window and It looks to be about five or six PM so I turn over and grab my phone from out of my pocket while Jay cries outside of my room door for me to let him into my room. When I look at the screen my eyes hurt immediately because my brightness is all the way up, I quickly avert my eyes and try to turn the brightness down with the screen turned away from my eyes so that my eyes don't hurt as much. I manage to turn the brightness down so that my eyes can look at the phone and my phone says that it's about 7:21 PM. I roll my eyes and throw my head back irritated, I slowly get up and walk to the door, then open it. I see Jay at the door crying with his pajamas on with a blanket looking up at me, I ask him what he wants even though I already know. "What do you want and why are you at my door crying? I say. He replies "I want to come in your room with you and mom said that you have to let me in your room today- I roll my eyes and say " yeah I know I heard her loud and clear dude." I pause for a second and say " hurry up and come in my room" I walk into my room and leave the light off because I don't want it to be bright in my room right now. Jay follows behind me and he sits on my bed and faces the TV in my room anticipating for me to turn the TV on. My TV is across from my bed which is kinda in front of my door but further up. He asks " Lamar can you turn on the TV or can I play games on your phone"? I reply, "I am going to turn on the TV just give me a moment to find the remote,¨ I get up off of my bed and start looking for the remote to the TV. I look under my bed, and I still don't see it I start to look around on the floor to see if it's there but the remote isn't there. I scrunch my face up confused as to where the remote went. I go back to my bed and start looking through the balled-up covers and I find the remote hidden in the covers. I grab it and turn on the TV and he immediately asks, "Can I watch The Backyardigans"? I glance at him then back at the TV. "Yeah you can watch whatever want as long as you have watched it before and mom would let you watch it, okay? He replies with a very happy face and sniffles "yeah" I tell him to clean his face first because it has snot and dry and wet tears all over his face from crying. He tries to clean his tears and snot by sucking up his snot and wiping his tears with his hand and I yell "NO don't do that, that is so nasty" I make a disgusted face at him.