The New Kid

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"Bye mom" I said as I headed out the door.

"Bye Shannon. Be good in school."

"yeah yeah" i said as I closed the door behind me.

I hate school, I have no friends and I can't make any because of my damn social anxiety.

I don't even speak in school.

The only thing I enjoy about school is lunch because I have my own table where no one but me goes.

I usually listen to music or draw but lunch ends shortly, and my next class starts.

I love the fact that on my way home from school there is a deserted corner behind the library where nothing but stray cats and pigeons are.

I love hanging out there cause I get to be away from people.

I have this problem, I isolate myself and become upset because I am lonely.

      *** One week later ***

I took my seat in the farthest seat in the class as the teacher made an announcement, " we have a new student joining us for the rest of the year. His name is Jake, please make hin feel welcome."

The teacher gestured someone to come in.

I was guessing it was Jake, he had scene black hair with orange streaks, gorgeous green eyes, he was wearing skinny black jeans and a black jacket with a white shirt under.

I looked at his shoes and saw black and white converse.

He started walking to the back where I was sitting and took the empty seat next to me.

I was going to say 'taken' or 'go somewhere else' but my anxiety took over.

I couldn't help but notice that Jake was staring at me the whole time.

I tried my best to avoid staring back.

After what felt like an eternity, class was finally over.

Time for lunch break.

I headed to the cafeteria and to my usual corner with my headphones and my sketch book.

I pulled my hoodie over my head so I could easily blend in with the shadows.

I like the darkness, it comforts me.

As Caraphernelia by Pierce The Veil blasted in my ears I felt a tap on my shoulder.

I looked up to see jake, hesitantly I took my headphones out.

He sat down next to me and said "hi" excitedly.

I felt uncomfortable and scooted over.

"H-h-h-hey.." I said awkwardly.

I felt blood rush to my cheeks, as my anxiety took over.

"I like your shirt" he said.

"Umm thanks I like yours to" I said nervously.

I put my headphones back in and continued my drawing.

Jake was just staring at me with wide eyes.

I wanted to say something but my anxiety had already taken over.

Gaah I wish I wasn't such a loser and could talk to people like a normal person.

Finally it was time for class, I gathered my things and headed to my next class.

Jake was right behind me.

Why is he so close to me?

It was in the middle of science that I realized I didnt do my math homework. I quickly took it out and secretly started the problems.

Thank sweet baby Jesus that I finished in time for the last class of the day.

As I walked into the room I noticed that my normal teacher Ms.Robinson
Wasn't there.

I guess he is a substitute.

I took my seat in the back and looked for the crumbled up math homework as students filled the room.

The substitute clapped his hands and said "settle down settle down, your normal math teacher, Ms.Robinson isn't here because she had a meeting she had to attend to, you may do whatever you like just don't make to much noise."

I took my headphones out as the class cheared.

Jake looked at my phone and saw the song I was playing, Pain by Three Days Grace.

He passed me a note that said 'that's my favorite song'.

I wish I could talk to him like a normal human could.

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