I Make New Horizons

Chapter 1.

2007, Workingham, Britain

I look up at my ceiling. I should have probably gotten those glow stars my mum told me to get, considering I hate the dark. I blink a little bit, but just enough for my eyes to adjust and I put my hand in front of my face, staring at it blankly.

I laugh out loud, just before letting my hand drop back to my bed. "What the hell am I doing with my life?" I can hear the small pathetic laugh in my voice. Pathetic. That's a good word for me.

"Go to sleep Daniel!" I hear my mum call from her room. Fuck these thin walls. They are literally thinner than paper.

I sigh and roll over on my side. My friend Will was supposed to call, but I guess he's out with actual friends or something. It's so hard being a sixteen year old fail.

I decide to take this last remark as a time to actually attempt to sleep. I sit up, peel off my Pokémon shirt and struggle to take off my skinny jeans, which I also struggle to put on in the mornings. I normally go to sleep with music, but lately I've been having nightmares and it's mostly because of the music I'm listening to.

Vampires Will Never Hurt You actually can be a bad song to fall asleep to (even though the band is literally heaven, oh my god).

I jump back onto my bed face down and scream, although muffled by my many pillows that always end up on the floor. I flip onto my back and struggle for a somewhat non-uncomfortable position.

Today was a particularly shit day, with being bullied for not being a shit person, my teacher assuming I was hitting on her in which her giving me a demerit and like twelve in school detentions. Not to mention all the prefects are assholes who get on to me for running in the halls... it's really not my fault the school gave me a terrible schedule in which every class is literally three miles away from each other! This is why I hate Latin...

I really need to sleep.

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"Aye mate!" I hear a make voice behind me. I frown just slightly.

"Hi Will." I respond, although not looking at him. Knowing me I may fall if I don't focus on the pavement in front of me.

He clamps a hand on my back, which I tense up to a lot. I hate touching more than Canada hates Justin Bieber.

"Sorry bout' the other night by the way, me and Em got hammered last night it was crazy."

I shrug simply. "I had guessed as much. It's fine, you know I don't like that type of stuff anyways." And it was true. I couldn't stand parties... the lack of space, the smell, the look of the zombieish faces... I hate it.

He shakes his head. "We really need to get you laid."

I scoff and roll my eyes. "We really don't."

He makes a face as if he's thinking, then he stops, stopping me and gives me a serious look. "Are you gay?" He asks.

My eyes widen. "Wait- what?" I ask, offended. I say I don't want to get laid and he takes it the wrong way!

"Well... It's just that the period of the time that I've known you-"

"Will, we've barely been friends for five months." I say, frustrated, pinching the bride of my nose.

He stays silent for a few seconds. "Well... I'm just saying... If you are, it's okay to tell me. You may not think it but I am concerned for you... a lot. If you ever have trouble..."

I laugh. "No homo."

He gives me a cheeky smile. "Let's go nerd before we're late for school."

Will is so wierd. At one point he's making me uncomfortable and the next moment he's being a really good... friend? I guess? I don't know. Everything with him is a huge blur, and it feels wierd and awkward and... I don't know, like he knows more about me than I know myself.

"You okay mate?" He's looking at me with a somewhat concerned glaze. I smile and shrug. He doesn't need to be this concerned about me or anything.

I can take care of myself.

Deathingly short chapter!! Sorry haha. It's sort of a prologue rather than an actual chapter though, usually an average chapter for me is anywhere around 1700-3400 words, so don't worry lmao