Upside Down

Chapter One | The Boring Jamie Jacobs

I sat in class waiting for something to happen. Nothing ever happens around here, this town is boring. No drama, no amazing people who you could love. People come here from other towns, but they leave afterwards.

I tapped my pen onto the table in a beat. I started looking out the window, not really caring what the teacher is teaching. I looked at the people down below, people talking, making out, flirting. And I'm sick of it. It's disgusting how people share saliva, or how they try to whoo the girl. Yeah, you guessed it, I'm not a talking type. I don't really care what happens in this world. No one really bothers to talk to me, or care about me. I would care less if someone died. Well if it's a family member then I would.

Life for me Is boring, life for Jamie Jacobs is boring. And yeah that's my name, boring name is it? Pretty much everything about me is boring. If someone could change boring into a different name, I bet it would be Jamie Jacobs. Without even noticing, the school bell rang. I got up from my seat and started walking to my locker. I opened the metal locker and saw a coloured piece of paper just sitting there. I took it and opened it up, it was all nicely written.

"Dear Jamie,

Life is boring isn't it?

If I could change it I would.

Sigh.

-Anonymous"

Wierd. Well that happened, it isn't really boring, it's more...wierd. Probably some jerks who just wants to mess with my head. I walked over to the garbage can with the piece of paper crawled up in my hands. I threw the paper away, and watched at people looked at me. What's with people these days? Why won't they mind their own business? Whatever. I went back to my locker to get my boring notebooks out, seriously, it wasn't decorated or anything. It was all black. And all boring. I headed to my next class, history. Everyone hated history, it was boring. The teacher talked slow and would make boring jokes.

After school I just headed to my room. It wasn't decorated or anything, nothing special. There was a bed, a closet, a desk, a TV, a carpet and other things. The things weren't decorated, I didn't have things I didn't need. My clothes were mostly boring, and my personality is boring. I flopped down on my bed, my eyes starting to get heavy. I would just sleep now. My eyes shut close and went to my boring dream world...