I walked down the narrow 5th st alleyway as I headed home from school. School was not fun, but that's the usual. After all school's not meant to be fun. It's all work no play nowadays, me being a junior in high school after all. The years just began and it's just like last year. Friends that that think my life is easy, enemies that think I'm just Mr. Nice guy who they can push around as they please, but they're not wrong. I am a Mr. Nice guy after all. I get pushed out of my thoughts by almost being run over. I quickly walk to the sidewalk. 'Seems I walked unknowingly into the road again', I think to myself. I sigh and head the rest of the way home, down the broken sidewalks, around the crooked ones too. Past the big blue haunted cruel old man's house that I wish wasn't nearly 10 blocks away from our house, past the cop station, and all the way home.
In the morning the sun was shining brightly in my face, and I yawned loudly rubbing my eyes groggily. I sighed, and got out of bed after stretching a bit. Picked out a few articles of clothing and got ready for my day. Eating breakfast, feeding the cats, brushing my hair. That kinda stuff.
On the way to school I was back on that alleyway, members of a gang looking at me, cruel looks on their faces. I just minded my own business and they left me alone. Now not everyone was like that. On my way to school I passed Alexander's house. And of course they had to bring their older brothers into it this time.
"hey! You twirp I know you see me!"
Great just great, he's ransack me again.
I leave scratches and bruises all over my body, barely able to move my legs and eventually I sit down at the nurse's office waiting for her arrival.
"Here again?" The plump old lady with many a grey hair says, and walks up to me, with a worried look on her face. She tends to my wounds and after giving me better clothes to cover it all up and sends me off to the lunchroom for breakfast.
I smile with the fakest smile I can manage and my best friend sits next to me. "Breakfast here is horrible. At least your mom packs you great lunches.", she sighs as she sits down. This is Annabelle my best friend. Long straight and silky honey blond hair, blue eyes that are filled with a deep warmth, and a smile that brightens up any room. No wonder people love her, alot more then they like me. I push away the negative thought as a micro expression of jealousy and deep sadness had appeared on my face. She didn't notice at all so everything continues as normal I guess?
I head to class after breakfast and run into Alexander who acts like we're best buds at school and I just smile up at him with the fakest smile I can manage.
He thinks he can fool me into thinking he's a friend of mine. How stupid.
Class continues as normal, the holes in the walls, the scattered classmates, the quiet murmuring, me sitting alone in a corner contemplating life's meaning, while ignoring my math teacher. Who I don't like because she always snaps me out of my daydreams at the worst times, humiliating me. I sigh as I think about a better life. What if I was secretly rich? If I was rich maybe Alexander wouldn't beat me up, because Id just be able to give him the money he wanted, every single month the day he asked for it.
What if I had a job? Where would I work? I hate customer service but I love children so maybe I would babysit. I would earn alot if I babysitted Ms.Cassadys kids. She's rich after all. Or maybe she would pay me barely anything. Or maybe she already has hired a babysitter who has much more experience. I sigh and continue thinking and wondering.
Maybe he would leave me alone if I was a good fighter. I don't think I have the discipline for that. I sighed and continued to space out.
So if I looked better would he not bully me? Maybe he would put me under his wing? I mean he's a pretty popular senior after all. That would get me alot of popularity.
What if I was living in a different town? What would it be like? I can imagine the big city. Maybe in Texas. Ok not Texas thats a red state. And I absolutely hate Republicans rules they have in Texas. Like Im not gay but gay marriage should be allowed in every state. Like these Republicans are crazy in the head. Not logical thinkers just cruel people who wants money and power.
Wait what if I lived in Texas? What would happen? I would likely be fine as I'm a cis straight guy but I would likely be screwed as my mom's a person of color. Yep. I don't wanna live in Texas.
What if I was in a school club? I would never have the guts to do that. I want to join DND club so bad.
Yet again Im not doing something cause I think I can't manage to do it. Great. Just great.
Someone throws a paper at me but I just ignore them. I guess I matter so little I was mistaken for a trashcan. Fun.
I'm being sarcastic and you know I am.
The teacher either didn't notice my abnormal behavior in the class or didn't care, maybe both. I think the second one is likely, but...the third one sounds the most accurate.
I can hear the music coming out of her headphones. She's not even paying attention to the class. I could be getting stabbed and screaming while I'm about to die and I don't think she'd bat an eye.
Suddenly the bell rings, and I head out the class to the next one.