If I could write you a song ( Sockathan )

In school

Jonathan:

The whole day was impossibly chaotic and long.
I was tired anyway, but after the last class, I felt like I will fall asleep.
At night, I can't sleep well, because I had a lot of homework, and Sock don't even let me do anything alone for a minute ! Like.. honestly, he is "haunting" me in school, and home too !
Once he was haunt me, when I was in the bathroom and peeing !
..Thanks god, he didn't do that again..

But in the last class, it was different..
I catch him looking at me, and he didn't even realized ! Like.. what in the fresh air?!

I looked at him, and seriously asked him - "what" -?
And then he opened his mouth, to tell me a reason why he keep watching me like an idiot (I guess)  But the teacher just shouted at me.

- Jonathan, if you have something to tell for the class, then go ahead !
. . .

I looked away embarrassed and awkwardly.
- N..-No, nothing.
I hate this.

All day, whatever I did/ or do, he is keep following me, and thinking, or watching me.
Isn't it's weird ?

When I take on my headphones, he is look like a grumpy cat.
When he look like "that" I have to hold back my laugh.. What is harder than anything sometimes.

So yea', I guess I could tell, that he is even weirder each days.
Keep stare at me, and still follow me. ..
He is suck at his job..
Can't make me dead, and he knows it.
Or if he don't, I will show him.

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School // Last class
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I sitting in History, drawing some black sample and figure to the corner of my exercise book, while listening to the teacher's monotone voice.
This is one of those classes, I hate.
It's boring, monotone and repetitive..

- And this man is Christopher Columbus.

I roll my eyes.. We are repeat last year's material.. And even if I hate history, I remember all words, what the teacher has said us last year. And this is.. repetitive, as I said.
I mean this is repetitive for me.

I feel like I'm going to fall asleep, and I just totally forgot about Sock.. the ghost who his haunting me, almost two weeks now.
I just keep drawing, and I can feel that something.. or someone is watching at me.
I look around, and find Sock's eyes staring at me.

I look at him, then look away, dumbfounded.
I try to look after something, what could explain what is he staring right now.. but .. no..
He is staring at me now.. .... Why..?
- I can't even ask a normal question from myself, because I feel dumb..
just imagine ! A ghost staring at me, quietly, and he didn't even realized, that I catch him staring at me !
And I had enough.

I looked at him, seriously mad now, and asked him— What -?

He realized, and blinked twice times, looked away, and he opened his mouth, to say something, but sadly.. not only he realized, and the teacher speak up earlier this time..

- Jonathan, if you have something to tell for the class, then go ahead ! 

I feel my cheeks warm up, and I see, that slowly everyone looking towards me now..
I mumble a little, try to send a message for Sock, but he just disappeared.. I don't know where.
Then after I saw the teacher looking at me and raising her eyebrows, I spoke up.

- N..-No... nothing.
I hate this.

The teacher then just turned back, and started to write on the table.
And honestly .. I was the most grateful person in this world, when this class ended.

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Oki - doki !
This two episodes for today, because I can't stop writing this •^^•
(Again) sorry for my English, hope it will get better every single day, even if just a little bit ! ^^,,
Anyway.. I would be thankful if someone give me some inspiration or reaction..!
Whatever ..

Will continue.. . . —

Baii—!! ^^