atelophobia [c.a] *on hold*

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song of the chapter: cherry wine by hozier

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christian
i felt out of place. typically, by sophomore year, a person would know a majority of the kids he would be graduating with and would have at least one article of clothing representing his school apart from his gym shirt.

that was not the case for me. i just moved to wisconsin from texas during the summer, and it was safe to say that i still knew almost nothing about this town despite living here since july.

it was the first football game of the year, and it seemed that the whole school had gathered to watch. rowdy seniors in the front, juniors behind, and sophomores shoved to the back of the bleachers. i guess being in the last row was better than standing awkwardly beside the bleachers, like the freshmen were doing. but it wasn't even worth it, in a sea of blue and gold, i stood out with my white t-shirt. as i saw people meeting up, having conversations, and taking pictures, i felt lonely.

i made my way toward the stairs right as a touchdown was made and an additional six points were added to our winning score. overly peppy cheerleaders spirited and waved from the sidelines, and one in particular caught my eye. a girl from my english class, i think her name was taylor peterson or stevenson or something along those lines. i would have never guessed that she would be the type of girl to be a cheerleader, she was always so quiet in class. she was pretty i guess, but nothing special. we made eye contact for a split second before i turned away and left the game.

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a/n: so here's the first chapter! this is my first story, so it might not be very good. but i'm trying really hard to do the best that i can. please be patient, and my writing will improve with time:)