This chapter will be filled with all the boys p.o.v :-))))))))
*Jack J P.O.V*
Theirs only two weeks of school left. I haven't stepped foot in that place and I'm not planning on it. I haven't heard from jack, or shawn, or hayes and Aaron, not Taylor or Cameron, but I mean, I guess it's for the best? Good to know who cares and who doesn't.
Since everybody would write me goodbye notes. I've started to write notes to myself. Crazy right? Its like how charlie would write notes to himself in the perks of being a wallflower.
Except every single one of my notes are goodbye notes, slowly inching closer to my final note. Honestly? Think about it. You lose the only family you have. The person who means the most to you said goodbye in a note. Your so called friends haven't checked on you in over 2 and a half months. You have nobody. How can someone not want to say goodbye?
I've forgot all feelings of love. It's like I'm locked up in jail, for a crime I didn't commit. My 'crime' represents nothing I did to deserve such nonsense. I honestly can't remember what I did so wrong to cause me to lose everyone.
My computer beeps and I look at the email.
Dear Mr. Johnson
This is the school boards and we have noticed you have 3 more finals to take. We need you to report to your registered school tomorrow to finish your finals.
Thank you
My eyes widen and my blood boils. I took all my finals! All my SAT'S! Fuck. They couldn't even have warned me earlier today, its literally 8:00 at night. This sucks asshole.
I shake my head nervously and go to grab my usual black clothing. I go to the shower and start it, not even worrying about the mirrors, I covered them with black sheets.
After the shower I roll over to the ancient typewriter my father left behind.
Dear me,
Tomorrow I have to go back to school to take 3 finals I already took. Hopefully they're not at school. I won't eat, I'll just go straight to the library and retrieve the tests from the sweet librarian. Take them in the corner of the library, then I'll leave.
I roll into bed and stare at the dark space before me. The fish tank and red light on the stereo the only things lighting up the room. I close my eyes and pray that tomorrow will just be clean and cut. Because me getting attention? That's the last thing I need.
