The Pretender

Chapter 2

This is how my life is. I wake up go to school. My mum talks to herself or tv as she takes way to many swigs from a wine glass for 7 o'clock in the morning. I go to school. Thank god I'm away from her but really schools no better. I don't have friends really. But I'd sooner it stay that way. I don't need friends anyway. Instead, I have a long list of people wanting to insult me. And I take everyone of them on the chin. It pushes my chin up a bit. There's that many sometimes I can't even fit them under my chin and the insults go flying everywhere at everyone's faces so I have to start again. The fancy little aristocratic girls strutt around and the geeky little jerks shuffle. Luckily,I don't fit in so I just walk normally around the place. I can be as cocky, arrogant,weird and stupid as I like because people are judging me anyway. The teachers are like this too. I'm peaceful like this. Well not peaceful but you know what I mean. I don't have to worry about everyone else's problems neither do I have to talk to them at all. From a distance they are all really nice. But that distance is like a three mile radius and you are blind. I can do some work at school but most of the time I just can't be bothered. I can do art however its a waste of time because nobody appreciates the kind of dark, mysterious art I do. My mum has never seen any of my work. The alcohol blinds her from life itself never mind the strange teen that stomps round up the stairs at for o'clock each day and only comes down if she needs to. She's gone to far to expect repairing never mind the effort of someone else to do it for her.

Will it ever end? My answer's no.