*rata-tat-tat-tat-rata-tat-tat-rata-tat-tat* *sigh*"...That's so annoying." I say to myself, looking back at the percussion section of the band. I'm a Clarinet. And proud of it! MOST people would say band is for geeks, until they try it. It's honestly the best class in the whole school. After lunch I guess. Although... lunch is no class, according to literally..everyone. So.. If lunch isn't a class, and it isn't an activity. What exactly is it? How does lunch fit into our school schedule? I'm probably thinking about this too much. I do that. I make everything difficult. Especially, when it shouldn't be.
The bell rang signaling that band class was over..sad face. Clarinet swabbed? check. Greased? Check. Put up? Check. All I have to do now it go to my next class.. and the next, and the next, and so on. Such a long, boring day.. everyday. It's the same. Can't they spice it up a bit or something ? I want adventure.. not white boards. I want friends! Not bullies. But.. as mama says, we don't always get what we want. Especially when it comes to society. Mama says society is evil and always will be. No changing it. I'm just now old enough to actually know what she meant by that.
The people at my school.. aren't the nicest. I'd hope they're nice to their friends. But to me, they hate me. I have no friends. I have bullies, peers who seem to want nothing to do with me, and a sucky mom. Yes. Just a mom. Her family hates her. Dad hates us. There's a guy in mom's life. I use the word 'life' lightly. She's hardly got a life. Pot, bills, crappy-going no where-jobs, abusive dick of a boyfriend, passing out. That's her 'life'. If I ever end up like my mom, I'd hope someone would kill me. Quick and painful, please!
I've been begging to go to a new school.. David says no. Mom says whatever. But she's the one who has to go up there and get me transferred. I'm not going to count on it though. She's too high to even go out of the house. Who knows if I ever get out of this town.
I'm a sophomore. Too poor for a car though. So, why bother with licenses? Bus, here I come. And sure enough, as soon as I step on and go down the aisle.. I get tripped. That's right, it's not just in the movies. It happens to people. People like me. Unless, I'm stuck in a movie. That would be cool. There's always a happy ending in movies that start like this. Maybe, I'll get my happy ending in the end too. Or, maybe not. I could be stuck in one of those movies where it starts out bad and ends bad. Those are usually more of the horror movie plots. Either way, there's not much I can do about it. I don't control the future. I control my life, but that's about it.
TO BE CONTINUED
