Teacher - Lashton (boyxboy)

Chapter 1

Luke's Point of View

I walked into the place I had dreaded to be in all summer. School. I wish it was still summer so I could just go out parting every night at clubs I wasn't of age to be in. But no, it was now the end of August, the weather was getting warmer and days were getting longer.

I found my locker, which was the same one I had last year, and put my bag inside it. I closed my locker to see Michael walking up to me. Michael smiled as he pulled me in for a hug.

Michael and I had been best friends for as long as I could remember. He was the the kid that came up to me in 3rd grade when bullies pushed me over in the playground. Michael stood by me and he is the greatest friend anyone can ask for.

I was bullied from 3rd grade up until 8th grade but they don't bother me anymore. I guess they kinda just got bored because I showed no emotion to them. It was a bad mistake bottling up my emotions but, it got them to stop bulling me so that's the best thing.

I never told my family about the bullies at first. I kinda kept myself to myself. Which contributed to the state I got myself into. In 7th grade, I became depressed and wondered why I even deserved to be here. I started to self-harm and I honestly just wanted to die. I didn't want to be here anymore.

I told my mum about the bullies and the part about me feeling depressed, slipped out. It didn't mean too. I was in a state that day. I was bawling my eyes out and I kinda just let it slip.

And that's when my mum decided I was crazy. She send me to a psychiatrist and support groups. Both of which helped of course.

I am better now. I just have the urge every now and again but fight it the best I can. And my supportive friends help me through times when I do feel like relapsing.

Now, I'm the 11th grade, happier than ever.

The bell rang and I made my way to the receptionist for my papers. I stated my name and grade and she handed me the correct papers with my classes on.

First on the agenda, music. Room 187. 

Michael and I just made small talk as we strolled to room 187. Just talking about how our summers have been and how our families are. Of course I lied. He doesn't know about the clubs, he doesn't know I'm gay. So, I just told him, I played video games the whole time which, wasn't really a lie. The times I wasn't out getting drunk, I was home with my brothers playing video games. The only person who knew about me getting drunk was Ben and he swore not to tell. He wouldn't tell our parents because he knows what I have on him. 

We made it into the room and everyone was sat down at different instruments and there was 2 spare, mine and Michael's. Before we broke up for the holidays, the school asked us what instrument we preferred to play for music.

Michael walked to his guitar and I walked over to my guitar which, unfortunately for me, was across the room from Michael. It's not like I didn't have any friends, it's just I talk to people but, we're not really friends so, it's kind of awkward. We have another friend in our group, Michael. But, he's in the year above us so, we don't see him as often as we'd like. 

I picked my guitar off the stand and started to tune it. 

"Hello, I'm Mr.Irwin and I'm your music teacher for this year." The new teacher said as I tuned my guitar. I placed my guitar down on it's stand and looked up at the teacher.

"Fuck." I cussed as everyone looked at me.

"C-can I have a minute outside?" I stuttered as Ashton nodded. I headed outside of the classroom and sighed.