Sing Me To Sleep

Jay's always the new kid.

Jay's p.o.v

Being a senior in a new school where everyone has known each other since freshman year or longer sucks.
Like everyone is taken.
All the groups have been created and its not easy to fit in.

Especially when you're as anti-social as me.

I tired cracking a joke up in my first class in the morning at the table i was assigned to sit and the kids near me looked at me like I had three heads.

No one laughed, while someone kid in the front coughed into the awkward silence I successfully created.

The teacher even looked at me in disapproval.

Damn lady no pity or help for the lonely at least?

It seemed as if i had to ask permission to enter the school or somethng by the looks I was receiving.

We're all here for one thing and thats to get over with the day.

I wasn't being bullied or anything.
I was actually wishing I was invisible because I don't work good under stares that seem like pictures with moving eyes following your every move.

Gee, Jay lets see how long it takes you to trip in the hallway in fall into the arms of some cute boy.

I joke to myself to calm the anxiety developing through each step i take down the halls of Dust Acres High.

Now playing:
Slow Love x Mθ

"Gonna have some fun and maybe I'm gonna let ya hold me for a wh-...."

I paused the song as I made my way into my anatomy class remembering how last time Mr.Wright gave me a long lecture on how having any type of technology distracted my attention from his lesson was a way of showing him disrespect.

Man just go on and teach don't worry about me respecting you and get on with it leave your feelings out of the classroom, next thing ya know your letting us know about your childhood struggles.

I think to myself of course.

Teachers and their feelings ain't gonna help me graduate.