Always Yours Joshler AU

drown

Tyler's POV

I wake up to the horrid sound of my alarm.  Today is the first day of my new school. And counting the fact I spent all night  on my laptop (again). Today will  not be a good day. I changed schools due to bullying I just couldn't stand it anymore, plus my mom told me I had to change schools. But It was like everywhere I went, I would just be put down, for absolutely nothing. Like I'm aware I'm a fuck-up, why would you make me feel worse.I get so frustrated about it. But hopefully starting a new year will help. It's my sophomore year, so most people already has their cliques set up so I'm probably going  to be lonely. Lonely is better then bullied I suppose.

I changed into black skinny jeans, a panic! at the disco shirt covered  with a black hoodie I always because  but it's comfy as frick. And black vans. My dresser is basically filled with black clothing, which I think is quite funny although my mother hates it.

I go into my bathroom and splash water on my face in attempt to fully wake up. Then I brush my teeth, and fix my hair even though it looks the same mess when I woke up. I look in the mirror, regretting it soon after. I'm not very confident with my appearance. No one has really told me that I look handsome except my mom. People at school would tell me I'm too skinny, weird and a fag. Happy. Being happy was something extinct for me now.I remember when I was happy, my mom said I could not stop smiling, and singing too! In fall., I would go into the backyard with my brother Zack, and play in the leaves. Of course we would get yelled at for destroying the one hour chore of racking the leaves my mom did. I would honestly kill to go back to that.

Anyways I check the time on my phone, "7:45". I have time to go eat breakfast. I go downstairs and smell a strong smell of coffee. I see my mom in the kitchen, making pancakes.

"Hi mom!"

"Goodmorning hun, I made a special breakfast for you, for your first day of school!"

"Thank you, it smells really good."

She nods her head, smiling. Yeah I have a pretty cool mom. She's the only person who knows I'm gay. After my dad left when I was fourteen she got depressed. I feel completely awful about that. Maybe if I was a better son he would've stayed or something. I take a bite distracting my thoughts. The taste lingers in my mouth. Once I finish I head off to school. Or hell. I already know where it's at for my mother driving me over and over again into I knew exactly where everything was.
I get outside as the cold air brushes against me. I start walking until I get to the school gates. Well here goes nothing...