Who am I?

Writing

"Why did you punch Alex?" I asked him

"... because he quit the football team during senior year"

"So what? Why does that matter? It's his life not yours. He's his own person let him do what he wants."

He just sighed in response. I got out of the car and he drove away. I stared at our house for a minute or two thinking about how much I miss the old house. I went inside and set my backpack down next to the door. I pulled the book out of my bag and went to the kitchen. I grabbed a monster and drank it while thinking about what I was going to write.

"Maybe I should colour the cover, I already drew it, might as well go all the way" I said to myself

I heard the door open and then multiple voices. I went to the door monster and book in hand. It was colby and his friends. Colby looked at me and gasped. He hugged me tightly.

"Woah hey what's up with you?" I giggled

"I'm so sorry I didn't go to the hospital" he said as if he was about to cry.

"It's fine colby. I just passed out I'm not dead" I said pushing him off of me

"Whats the book?" He asked

"Oh it's nothing" I said hiding the drawing on the cover

"Okay then" he said raising an eyebrow.

Him and his friends went up to his room.

"You're brothers hot" one of them whispered making them all laughing

I grabbed a pop tart from the kitchen before going to my room. I sat at my desk and opened the book. I wrote all the way to 6th grade when I was in class. I turned on my playlist 'I'm so full of myself' and started writing. The song 'dinner is not over' played. I had to turn the music up pretty loud the drown out the sound of colby and his Friends.

I wrote about the large amount of bullying I experienced in middle school. Middle school is the worst. I wrote about how I became overly obsessed with a boy name Connor in my freshman year. I knew everything about him. I wrote about me winning a contest to have my chapter in a popular book when I was a junior. Then I had two pages left. Two pages to write about my sister with cancer and the people I've met at school. I used up very bit of free space on the two pages. When I had finished writing I grabbed the expensive pens my mom had gotten for my birthday last year. I coloured in the image of wilbur I had drawn. I drew my sister and me on the back. It was of before she got cancer

I stood up from my desk once I finished and stared at the book.

"I wrote a whole book In an afternoon. If that's not impressive I don't know what is" I giggled to myself.

A knock on my door broke me out of staring at my work. I opened the door to see colby.

"Hey Can you drive us to the corner shop and Jayden's house?" He asked

"Yeah sure" I grabbed moms keys kitchen counter and drove them to the small corner shop near out house.

Colby stayed in the car while his friends went in

"Are you okay karl? Lisa texted me what had happened and your condition." He said worried

"I'm fine colby. You don't need to worry about me okay?"

"Are you gay?" He asked

"Uh why do you think that?" I giggled nervously

"Well you act gay, and you've never had a girlfriend" he shrugged

"Okay first of all I don't act gay. And yeah I am gay" I said looking out the driver side window

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked

"Because.. I don't know colby. I just couldn't." I sighed

"Does mom and dad know?" He asked

"Lisa and Jana know, you know, and dad knows" I said

"What about your friends? Do they know?" He asks

"Yeah" I smiled at him

"Why doesn't mom and Mia know?"

"I think Mia does know. But mom, she isn't ready to hear that yet. You know how she can be" before he had a chance to reply his friends got back in the car.

I drove them to the address they gave me, when they got out of car I turned on the song 'hands up' and started diving Home. I usually dont care for this kind of music but I really like this song. When I got home I changed into shorts and a shirt. I laid on my bed and fell asleep. In the morning I woke up to my phone vibrating on my desk. I got up and looked at who was calling me. It was a random number.
I sighed and answered it expecting a snap caller

"Karl! Glad you answered! How's the booking coming along?"

"Wilbur? How did you get my number?" He ignored the question

"Leave the book in the library before first okay?"

"I- okay fine." He hung up before I was able to say anything more.

I sighed and got dressed for the day. I used moms car to get school. When I got there I went straight to the library. I went to the corner that wilburs always in. He was sitting there writing. He has a desk now? A nice one.

"Since when did you have a desk? This is a library"

"I do all my work in here. It's my work area. Do I not deserve a desk?" He said not looking at me

"I have the book"

"I assumed" he said standing up from the desk and walking up to me

"Well? Let's see it" he smiled

I pulled it out of my bag and handed it to him. He examined the picture of him then the picture of me and my sister. He looked up at me with an emotionless face

"You're an artist?"

"Not really, I taught myself how to draw when I was in 6th grade. Ever since then I guess I've gotten better. I drew this one guy a lot a lot in my freshman year so I guess that was good practice." I said

"Is this how you see me?" He asked looking back at the book cover

"Oh I guess. I don't know. I kinda just drew it in class"

"And then coloured it in. You even got my eye colour correct." He said

"Did i? Lucky me" I giggled awkwardly

"Alright you should leave before the bell rings" he said shooing me away

"How does he sit in the library all day?" I asked myself as I walked to class.