jalex-I never lit a match, with intent to start a fire.

just another walking travesty

third person p.o.v (w/jack)

"Fucking hell man",jack grumbled to hImself in annoyance as he picked up his phone to check the time once agaIn, for the hundreth tIme thIs nIght.

"It is now 4:30am, which means I have to fucking wake up to go to school in two hours, and I haven't slept all night", he scolded to hImself loudly In the otherwIse sIlent room.

After resitting his phone back where it rested before, he layed In hIs bed agaIn shiftIng over under hIs covers, desperately looking for a more comfortable position to help hIm catch some sleep.

Yet still continue to fail so, as his mind feels like It has been running In a marathon for the past few hours at 500mph.

The problem here, is that the school year starts again tomorrow it's

-his junior year- at Dulaney high and Jack's dreading it with every force in hIs body.

Just the simple thought of returning back to that hell hole, puts a sIck feelIng In jack's stomach. which has left him with a terrible case of insomnia.

In school stereotypically, Jack is known as the emo faggot at the back of the room "worshiping Satan", or "slIttIng hIs wrIsts".

Who people would rather die than be caught speaking to. He gets picked on daily and seriously bullied for being different, and standing out.

In the entire school Jack has only have one other friend, a tall, muscly and kind Zack merrik...

Zack had recently confessed to his true feelings for Jack, As It turned out he's gay and has very strong feelings for hIm. but Jack honestly doesn't feel the same way, at all. More to as he sees him more as a brother.

Jack rejected his feelings as kindly as possible and offered to keep their friendship Intact and true to how it is.

But Zack won't agree, he claims he won't stop for anything until Jack's "his". which Jack finds rather creepy to be honest.

Not that he's homophobic, because it's really not a secret that Jack's gay too, he just really can't see him that way.

So with all this "overflowing excitement" to start the school year tomorrow, Jack has been left here to ponder staring tiredly at the ceiling, with zero anticipation.

-2 hours later-

"FAGGOT" the sound of Jack's step father's haziled growl erupted, before stomping in onto Jack's room, half wasted.

"WAKE THE FUCK UP", "I'M HUNGRY"he yelled, aggressively smackIng hIs bottle of lIquor onto Jack's mIddle back.

And at the very sound of this beautiful greeting to thIs already fucked up day, Jack sat bolt right up into a panicked state, questIonIng his surrondIngs. Before coming face to face with a very slurred eyed step father, demanding food.

"of course, what can I prepare for you today?" Jack choked out nervously in a rather husky voice from the lack of sleep, before his step father grew Impatient.

"what can I prepare for you, YOUR MAJESTY " the older man corrected the teen laughing dumbly at his own remark.

"of course, your majesty", "what can I prepare for you then?" Jack corrected fully awake now.

"just make me some fucking eggs, and bacon"he mummbled.,

"now hurry the Fuck up, faggot and get ready. Your mom told me to make sure you left to school in time today", his step father slurred more firm and arrogantly.

"okay", Jack nodded as he stood up to fully stretch his body, when the older man from the two dashed across the small room, in a threat to slap him with his hand, just a few inches above hIs face.

"okay your fuckIng majesty" he coldly spat at Jack a few centimeters away from hIs face.

"okay your majesty" the teen managed to squeal out backIng away from hIs step father's reach. "hahahaha faggot" the older man laughed turning torwards the hall and out of the room.

Jack looked over to the time on the small phone's screen, 6: 40. The school bus comes around at 7: 15.

"I have to hurry the Fuck up" he whispered to hImself, as he dashed over to the thrown out and messy closet.

"hmm, might as well try to look good." he mumbled to himself. Letting out a satisfactory grin as he picked up a pair of tight black skinny jeans thrown from the floor, and a favorite blink 182 shirt.

He quickly jumped into the skinny jeans, fitting hIs long and lanky legs in tight with a little difficulty, and then throwing the shirt on rather easily.

Running out from his room and to the bathroom, he quickly checked hIs hair, which he thought looked sexy In it's already bedhair state, so he didn't touch it . and quIckly splashed some water onto his face makeIng sure to be completely awake.

The teen then ran downstairs to an IrrItated and over ImpatIent step father to prepare hIs breakfast. After Jack finished cooking he quickly made his way over to where the elder man sat.

"About fucking time" the man spat.

"You took way to damn long getting ready, to come dressed out, looking like a faggot like this."

Jack nodded ignoring the man's insult, and placing his dish ahead of him.

"what the hell, you forgot something!" he glared at Jack whIle motioning over to his breakfast arrangement.

"ermm, I'm sorry.. what is it?" Jack asked in a polite tone, trying to keep from aggravating his step father even more.

"Fuck, you useless piece of shit, just fucking pass me another bottle of scotch from the fridge." the man said slurred, showing his anger towards the teen.

"Of course, Im sorry." Jack obligated running over to the fridge and scanning for the right one.

"here your majesty" Jack firmly held out the scotch placing it directly to the front of his step fathers breakfast plate.

"Can't ever fucking do anything right." the elder stated, picking up his drink.

Jack then pulled out hIs phone the time reading 7: 13 and he ran to his book bag, "goodbye your majesty" he yelled running out the door and onto the bus stop.

The bus arrived not to long afterwards stareing brightly at Jack.

"Good morning" the bus driver said, with a fake smile over his face.

"You too" Jack mumbled, barely audible towards the man with a sheepish smile.

He walked up the few steps remaIng and onto the bus, getting similar reactions and mimics to the one his step father had made towards him,as he reached out to sIt down in the only seat left empty all the way in the back left corner.

It was hIs usal seat where he sat everyday for the past two years alone.

As Jack made hIs way to the back, Jacob a jock -who never failed to make Jack's life even more of a living hell- reached his leg out and onto the aisle Infront of Jack.

"Watch where your stepping faggot." He calledout, a wide grin plastered on his face as Jack picked himself up.

Ignoring the laughter and name callIng from the other students around, he continued to make his way to his seat.

"Its going to be a long year!" he sighed dragging out the vowels to hImself finally sitting in his seat turning ,to face out the window.