You, reader, are given the chance of a lifetime. Basically to just be in a ton of "short" stories with your crushes.
𝗦𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗮𝘀 :
🤎 • Larry Johnson
(The hunk of metal.)
💙 • Sal Fisher AKA Sally face
(The sweet softy, or is he?)
💜 • Ashley...
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TW : Mentions of depressing thoughts ...
ANOTHER DAY ALIVE, ANOTHER day of school. The single most hellish place that we try to run from, just to end up back in its clutches eventually. Every single day, until you graduate.
It feels like I've been living the same day over and over for the past few months. Nothing changes; same routine, same chores, same work, same stress, same feelings - emptiness. Sometimes I think about leaving this gloomy small town - Nockfell. But it's easier said than done. I guess I just need to feel something new. Enjoy something different. But I can't do that if I'm stuck in this stupid town, not to mention, how would I even get out of here? I'm a young, naive, and broke teenager.
But maybe...there was another way I could leave this place? By going to a place no human could reach alive. Heaven sounded nice, maybe I would be more happy and accepted there.
However, right now, I sit. Sitting in the same spot, at the same seat, at the same desk, in the same classroom I've been sitting in for the past 6 hours and all the many dreadful years of high school that have already flown by. Even though high school can be unbearable (which most of the times it is), I've had my best friends by my side - Sally, Ashley, Todd, and Larry.
They've been there for me always, but none of them seem to register what I actually go through...not like Larry does. He understands everything and he always knows how to cheer me up when I'm feeling down — like today for instance, but lately I feel like he's been pulling away from me, which has also had a bit of an influence on my current sorrow mood.
Was it something I said? Was it something I did? But what did I say, or do that would make him react to me this way?
I didn't have answers to any of those questions, no matter how hard I prayed I did. It mattered to me, because Larry matters to me, more than anything.
The final bell rang in my ears and I quickly realized that it was finally time to go home. Which right now, was just what I needed. I needed to have a good hard cry, but didn't want to do it in front of these posers, or otherwise known as my classmates.
I quickly shoved my things into my backpack and sped walked out the door. I keep my head down, minding my own business while I make my way to the front doors of this prison. I walk out and stand where everyone who takes the bus home stands while they wait for the city transport to show up — I'm one of those people. I put the headphones to my Walkman over my ears as I play my favourite mixtape - full of all my favorite songs.
