We'll See (a jian fanfic)

7.Counseling and confusion

Jc pov

After Kian walked away I decided I better get to class. Looking at my schedule I figure out that I'm going to French. Sweet! I get to see Connor!

I hadn't had a class with him since before lunch; he was a level lower than me in physics and a level higher than me in history. French had been the one room my councilor hadn't pointed out to me so after getting lost a couple of times I finally found the right classroom. I walked in a bit late and after introducing myself to the teacher sat down next to Connor.

"Hey Con!" I held my fist out and he tapped his knuckles against mine.

"Hey Jc!" he smiled.

After letting everyone settle in the teacher told us to take some notes. We were only halfway done when he got a phone call.

"Hello?....... Yes..... Uh no....... alright I'll send him down." He hung up the phone and scanned the room his eyes stopping on me.

"Jc..... Mrs. Smith would like to speak to you in her office." He said

"Umm... alright" I said, walking to the front of the room to get my pass.

After I left the room I began to take a slow walk to the office so that I could organize my thoughts... to be truthful I was freaking out!! My mind was coming up with all the different reasons why I could be getting called to counseling the first day of school; but I kept coming back to the most obvious one... maybe they found out... and as soon as I got that thought into my head I couldn't get it out.

My old school wasn't really the best for me. I got picked on and bullied a lot and as well as becoming insecure... I had become depressed. It had been pretty bad, and I had went to a dark place for a long time. The few friends I had left, leaving me completely alone with no one to talk to. I had even done self-harm a few times.... And that's how my aunt and uncle found out what I was going through.... HELL. Let's just say it had led to me taking an anti-depressant daily and going to a councilor once a month...

When I was applying to this school though... I hadn't put it on my application. I know I was supposed to and my aunt had made me promise that I would... but I broke that promise. I had wanted this school to be different. To not have councilors "checking in" on me every week. To not have teachers being okay with me handing in assignments late because they thought I had "problems"; and most importantly to not have everyone look at me like I was a freak...

I had been so lost in thought I didn't even realize I had made it to the counseling office. Shaking the horrible thoughts out of my head I walk up to the desk. The lady at the desk seemed really nice and pointed me to Mrs. Smith's room. After thanking her I quickly walked over to the door and opened it quietly.

Mrs. Smith was sitting at her desk looking at some papers. She seemed to be deep in thought and didn't noticed I was there; I felt awkward just standing there so I decided to make myself known.

"Umm... hi Mrs. Smith... you uh¬- wanted to see me?" I said slowly walking into the room. She looked up and smiled at me.

"Oh hi! Yes I wanted to see you." She motioned for me to sit, and I did.

"Did I do something wrong?" I asked

"What? No of course you didn't!" she said

"The reason why you're here is because of the peer mentoring program you signed up for this morning.... This doesn't normally happen but I think I've found someone that you can help." She said

"Really?" I said surprised. When I had signed up for the program I hadn't thought I could actually help someone... and anyways who would want help from new kid a depressed, lonely nerd?