I Love My Teacher

High school sucks

Jake's POV

        I'm running and I don't know why. It's dark and I can't see anything ahead of me. I don't know if I should stop or keep running. I looked behind me and I saw my dad running after me with his belt in hand and a few of the jocks that like to pick on me from school behind him. Soooo I guess stopping if so way out of the question. I tripped over my own feet, and fall forwards, while my dad and the jocks get closer, I can see a tall slim figure step out in front of me. 

        He had kind of long black hair like mine except his was held back with a bandanna that keep his hair out of his face,which I yet to see. He wore black pants and a plain black shirt. He has a tattoo sleeve with toned muscles. "Hey fuck off" He sneered at them all. I'm guessing they all saw him a threat, because they went running the opposit way. He finally turns around and it's too dark to see his face. He crouches in front of me and put one of his hands to my face "Are you okay Jake..."

        Beep Beep Beep...

        I slammed my hand down on my alarm clock. Damn and that was a pretty good dream, besides all of the people chasing me. Welp my names Jake Pitts and I'm 17 in 12th grade. I just want to get out of that hell hole that some people call school. Nothing but bullying and name calling such as, faggot, homo, gay, cutter, emo ect. Which I don't mind really being called gay because that's really one out of two names that actually fit me.

        I throw my covers off of me and slowly sit up. I really don't want to go to school today. Our last band teacher retired and I actally liked him (which I don't like many of our teachers anyways), he was the one who got me started on playing guitar in the first place. So he was a big roll mottle for me. But now we have a new guy coming so I hope it's not one of those really fat ass guys, that thinks he looks good in a god damn ugly sandy pants with that tight shirt that looks like the buttons are going pop off at any minute with a tie.

        Going against my thoughts about skipping because I've missed to many days of school. I was nearly fined for not going which sucked. I walk ovet to my dresser grabbing some random white shirt and black ripped up skinny jeans and my favorite shoes, vans of course.  I walk into the bathroom and put the water to scolding hot wate. I hop in and let the hot water hit my back. It felt amazing because i was slammed into the lockers yesterday. I'm pretty sure there are bruises back there.

        I begin to wash my hair a sore body quickly. Getting out and my hair dried and straightended i got my boxers and pants on before putting on eyeliner. I get a lot of shit for it but I don't care. I pulled my shirt over my head, pulling my vans on.

        Quickly running out of my room, down the hall grabbing my backpack and IPod, I'd die if i didn't have it, and ran out the front door. I really don't want to run into my uncle.  I was taken from my dad and mom, after they found out my dad was an abusive drunk and mom a drug addict. CPS decieded to take me away. Now I know my dads in jail, and moms going to AA meetings and neither of them are allowed to have me in there hands anymore. So uncle John took me in, and on the plus he only lived a few doors down. So I didn't go to far away.

        I walked down the street blaring Metallica. As i got to the front doors of the school and inside all the whispering, staring, and giggling starts up. I quickly went on the seach for my best friend and one of my only friends, Jinxx. He had his black hair all spiky, and he wore his Escape the Fate shirt and ripped up whie skinny jeans and his combat boots. He was standing at both our lockers which were right next to each other. Lucky right?!

        "Hey Jinxxy" I said greeting him with a smile. He looks up and his blue eye are and have always been some of the most beautiful shade of blue I've seen. "Hey Jake" he said greeting me with a soft smile. "I really don't want to go to first period." First was band, and I didn't want to go. It would be really different. He still offers his soft smile and puts his hand on my shoulder. He admired our old band teacher as much or more than I did. He was the one who got me and Jinxx to meet freshmen year, and we started to play together and sounded really awesome. "I know Jakey but I saw the new teacher he is actually pretty cool." He responded, while taking my arm and pulled me towards the band room.

        As soon as we walked in I look up to see the guy that i thought I saw in my dream. He has the same black hair but it's not pulled back with a bandanna, but none the less has black hair like me and Jinxx also eyeliner. He wore a white shirt and black pants, and a tatttoo sleeve... just like the guy from my dream. Okay it was just a dream...Maybe I'm just over thinking it.

        I guess he saw us because he came up to us and greets us with a smile. "hello guys my names Mr.Coma but in the class room please call me CC." He said extending his hand out. We both shook his hand and it felt like the hand in my dream soft yet a bit rough. He seemed like a pretty cool guy like Jinxx said.

        He walks to the front of the class room, and I know he was from my dream,vI'll investage later. The bell rings, Jinxx and I get out our guitars and the rest of the class entiers getting out what ever they played, I really don't care about the rest of the people. I see another one of my only friends, Andy, boucning in the room looking happier than normal.

        I see the blush creeping up on Jinxx's face. Haha. Aww my poor Jinxxy has had a crush on Andy. Like Really badly. He's liked Andy since or before high school. I've known Andy since 7th grade and Jinxx since mid 8th grade. Andy runs towards us and smiles. He's in his usually attier, black skinny jeans, and a Mötley Crüe t-shirt and his converse his big hair done all up and heavy eyeliner.

        "guys guess what!" he says excitedly. I look at Jinxx with my eyebrow raised and look back at Andy. "What is it Andy?" Jinxx asks hesitantly. "I've found a bass player! He's an old, old friend of mine. He's a few years older than us but he's fucking awesome at bass and funny, I'll introduce you guys after school. He says happily. I can see a flash of hurt and jealousy in Jinxx's poor eyes. I put my hand on his shoulder and offer a smile and Jinxx slaps a fake smile on. "okay sounds fun." He responded.

(A/N) Hey guys~ ^-^ I'll be updating every few days)