The Background Kind Of Guy

Chapter Twenty One

I ditched school on Friday, only going to work, Jamie seemed to not show up.

I guess she's upset the fact how I embarrassed her.

I just did what she said though. I spoke the truth, stood up for myself and for her when she was getting pushed around.

It was not Saturday. I told them I can work the early shift, so I can leave by five instead of working at five.

I was about four hours into the shift. I sweeped the movie rooms. As I did I noticed Jamie, standing there with a smile on her face, holding onto her phone.

"H-Hi Jamie." I gave a soft smile

"Hey...Did you look at Instagram?" She asked

"N-No, why'd you ask?"

"See for yourself." She handed me her phone.

I looked to see it was a video of me, speaking up to the whole school.

'Oh great, I'm truly fucked now.'

Was my first reaction. Until I read the comments.

I don't care what you all think but this boy is speaking the truth.

Finally, someone does something about this.

That kid got courage

I feel that way sometimes

I wish I was his friend

More people have to see this

I'm glad someone spoke for
People like me.

My fellow loners
Where you at!

Thank you for
Whoever recorded this

Who is that kid
He should win an award or a
Medal from the president right now.

"I can't believe it...They like it."

"Yup, millions of people...In school yesterday everyone was talking about you. Your like... A Protagonist Tony!"

My legs buckled, I quickly landed on one of the leathered seats. Those words echoed.

A Protagonist Tony

A Protagonist Tony

A Protagonist Tony

I...I did it. I'm a Protagonist. Who would've thought that Zacks evil scheme led me to an accomplishment.

"Tony are you okay? Are you sick?" Jamie asked worried

"Huh? Oh, no...I'm-fine." I assured her.

"Alright."

"Well...My shift is gonna finish soon. I guess I'll see you tomorrow Jamie."

"See you tomorrow." She pecked my lips.

I walked out of the theater in shock, as if I finished watching one of the most amazing films of all time.

I was like that for about half of my walk until I heard a big bang, that startled me. It sounded like a gunshot.

I turned over to see Zack, holding a black object. A gun.

I froze suddenly.

Zack had looked like a maniac, his blonde hair everywhere Bags under his eyes, his pupils dilated.