Keith nodded to her. "I'll manage with only one arm for a while." He smiled a bit. trying hard to not feel like she hated him. Her day had probably been stressful that's all. When she asked about his glasses, he was about to shrug when she told him not to get them. Her compliment warmed up his cheeks, and he nodded to her. Keith was happy to know Alex, and was even happier when she waved goodbye. "Bye" he said as she walked to her car.<br/><br/>He unlocked the door to the house, stepping inside. His mother was passed out on the couch and the house reeked of cigarettes and cheap alcohol. He sighed a bit, shaking his head as he went straight to his room. Taking off his clothes and getting a towel and trash bag, he went to take a shower. This wasn't his first cast, and he knew he'd have to keep it dry when he got cleaned up. Seeing as he only wanted to get clean and go to bed, he wasn't in the shower for very long before he got out, dried off and went to bed, locking his door behind him. He didn't sleep at all, woken over and over again by night terrors. By the time morning came around, he was in shit shape and felt awful.<br/><br/>Keith took several deep breaths, clearing his mind forcing the pain to go down as he pulled himself out of bed and dropped to the floor. He was doing one armed push-ups. Ignoring all pain and refusal from his body, he continued until failure, 89 left-arm push-ups. He rolled over and did jack knives until failure, hitting 124 before he had to stop and got dressed for the day. He put his spare gym clothes into his backpack along with his school supplies and headed out the door. His mom was awake, smoking a cigarette and sipping vodka. "Morning" She said without looking from the TV. She was facing away from him, she didn't even know he was in a cast. "Morning, I'm off to school" Keith said, trying to be nice. "Bye" was her short response. Keith's heart sank a bit, great start to the day. He left the house and jogged to school