life is never easy a.i

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As i open the door and walk in i stand still for a moment and just look at the sea of people, then the person behind me tells me to get the hell out of his path. So i quickly walk to my locker.

I haven't gone to school in two months because i hate school but mostly because i tried to commit suicide. I was in hospital for about a month and a half, but now i am back. I couldn't be happier.

I open my locker and take out the books i need. As i walk to my first class i hear the whispers, i just act like i don't.

"He's back"
"Who?"
"The suicide guy"

"Look, the one who tried suicide"

"He lives? I thought he died?"

"What? I heard a story that he died"
"Yeah me too"

"Ashton is back"

I feel the stares. I act as careless as possible but it gets to me. I just don't show.

The bell rings and that means i made it to lunch. I gather my books and walk out the room. I stop by my locker and take out the books for the classes i have after lunch. I shut my locker and there he is, i was already wondering when he would come.

I just stand there staring at him, waiting for him to speak.

"So it's true, you are back" he says.

"What am i back, i didn't know that" i say.

"I- We" he looks behind him. "Didn't ask for you to come back" he says, and his friends nod.

"Wel, i will help you out your dream. This is life Luke, and life doesn't always goes the way you want it to go" i turn around and walk away, i'm tired of his shit.

What have i done?

I only made everything worse.

I take a seat a empty table and lay my head on it. I like to sit alone, gives me time to think.

"Hey"

I look up. There is a boy with blonde hair looking at me.

"I am michael, can i sit here?" He asks.

I don't like company.

"Sure whatever" i say.

He takes a seat and stares at me, i stare back.

"Is it true?" He asks after some time.

"What?"

"That you tried to commit suicide?"

"Yeah.."

"You know.." he begins

He really doesn't know how to shut up. I want to be alone, can't he just leave? Ugh i brought this upon myself, i said he could take a seat. Damn. I should have just ignored him.

"I tried to commit too"

He takes a bite from his bread.

"How did you tried to do it? I tried to overdose but my mom found me in time" he says while nodding sadly, but he shakes it off.

Just as i am about to answer he speaks again, completly obvious to that i was in fact going to answer him, but i don't care it's better this way.

"By the way what do you think is a nice colour?"

"Uh-" i begin.

"I think dark blue or dark purple"

I just nod, not even trying to say anything anymore.

"Dark purple is nice, yeah.." he says

He nods and eats the last of his lunch.

"Thank you, you really helped me out" he says.

I helped? I didn't even said anything. He's weird but yeah, so am i.

"Okay, thank you again. I got to go now, bye" he stands up and walks to a bin and throws away his wrapper. He suddenly turns around and walks back.

"Wait i didn't catch your name"

Because you didn't asked, idiot.

"Ashton"

"Ashton, sounds good." and he walks away again.