A mid school's day mistake 5

Sebastian's three siblings ran down the stairs in a flurry of sound and commotion, first his sister Sophie who was the age of five followed his two brothers James and Richard, age four and nine, fighting each other as they descended.
"Hi mommy." Sophie said.
"Good morning dear. How was your night?"
"Great! I dreamed of ponies and unicorns and the strange man who lives down the street but Mr. Gamgie shooed him away."
"Well that's very nice of him to do that." replied her mother, "Boys stop that before someone gets hurt."
"Ok mom." the two intoned. Richard let go of the strangle hold he had on James and the two sat down to the kitchen table. "What's for breakfast?" James asked. "Can we have corn puffs?" Corn puffs were generally a treat in the house and since they hadn't had it in a while James was hopeful.
"I'm sorry dear, we ran out the last time we had them." James hung his head.
"Cheer up kiddo" Sebastian tried sympathetically, "maybe next week." James head perked up at that thought.
"Well I'm going to go pack up my bag and leave for school." Sebastian said.
"Don't forget your lunch bastian, i made it last night." she handed him a paper bag.
"Thanks" Sebastian walked up the stairs and into his room. School papers were spread out everywhere on the tiny desk he had by his bed. He gathered them up in his binder and jammed it into his bag, followed by the brown paper lunch.

A mid school's day mistake 4

The stairs squeaked as Sebastian's slightly over weight mother came down the stairs. Yawning Sebastian greeted his mother without vigor or any cheer.
"What time did you get to bed Sebastian?"
"Eleven"
"Oh, I don't recall you leaving the basement when I went to bed and that was at 11:30."
"Well it was 11:45 when i went to bed then." Sheesh, won't she leave me alone.
"Your father will be home around 6:00 tonight so we'll be having a late supper." She paused, thinking for a moment. "That doesn't mean you can stay out all hours of the afternoon tho. I want you home for supper no questions asked. Besides you'll have plenty of home work to do, so you best be home early."
"Yeah, whatever." Sebastian was boring of his mother's company.
"Don't you take that tone with me. You need to start caring about your life, make plans for the future. I know you're destined for greater things than your father and this town."
"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. I DON'T CARE! There's no way for you to do anything about it tho." With that he staked from the kitchen with his toast back to the computer desk. The folding chair creaked as he sat down on it. Wiping the sleep from his eyes Sebastian looked at the screen. The screen saver was up. He moved the mouse, the screen flashed back to the desktop. He opened up his email and clicked on the only message there.
It read: Yo Sebastard, there's this party down at Jim's house tonight. You should come. Sebastian moved the mouse to delete the message but the pointer wouldn't work. Fuck, it's frozen once again. Sebastian gave up on it and manually shut it down.

A mid school's day mistake 3

Sebastian got out of the shower and toweled himself down. He wrapped the towel about his waist and walk back to his room leaving his boxers on the floor of the bathroom. Sebastian got dressed and went back down the stairs. Noises from his awakening family could be heard above him if he had bothered to pay any attention to them. Instead he sat down on the folding chair at the families outdated computer. He turned it on and waited for the Windows 95 logo to appear. When it was finally done opening he started the Internet. The dial tone sounded as it connected with the phone line. Sebastian went into the kitchen to make breakfast knowing well that it'd take awhile.
Sebastian decided he'd have toast and jam this morning. He tossed two pieces of bread in the toaster and took the jam out of the old fridge. It was amazing that it could still keep a relatively cold temperature at all. Light broke over the dales outside, streaming into the dim kitchen. Dirt coated the floor and base boards. It wasn't often that his mother would clean the kitchen, looking after all the children was hard enough for her. Plus it didn't help that her alcoholic husband was never around the house other than to eat and sleep.