The Daydreamer

Chapter 2: The Wolfpack

It was the end of morning classes and it was time for my lunch period. I decided to go late for lunch and just walk around campus surrounding myself with the mist of solitude with my earphones on at full blast playing the greatest music ever composed by my two favorite bands: Blink-182, and Angels And Airwaves. Weird and punk; probably the best two words that describe me. At first, I felt like an outcast. As a freshman in high school, I was afraid of being that lonely emo kid. Luckily, I've found friends over the years. People that I can basically call my family. I can't express how blessed I am to know Cathy and the guys. However, the funny thing is Cathy and I have actually known each other longer than we've been friends. We go back to the first days of middle school. I was a weirdo and a jerk to her at first, but eventually we went from acquaintances to being the two good friends we are today. I regret my first impression on her, but I am solemnly glad of the friendship we developed.

However, The length of the friendship the guys and I have vary. There's Mike. I've known Micheal James since we were barely in middle school. It's incredible how we're both Juniors now. The guy practically feels like my brother. He's been by my side for so long it feels like we really are blood. Erik and I met a year after my middle school debut. We're a grade and two years apart, however when we're out doing stupid stuff it hardly feels like it. Last but not least, the two guys I met my sophomore year; Lewis and Alexander. Two very cool guys, two very dumb guys. Although I can relate to them, and that's why we're such great friends, almost like family. Despite how long we've known each other, Mike, Erik, Lewis, Alex and I, we're the damn best friend group there ever was, is, and will be; we're the wolf-pack. The more I think about my friends the less I believe that my life sucks. These people are my reason to live; to have hope for the next day; to have faith in the future. I won't let any night terror, no matter how enormous, how frightening hold me back from living the life I want to live. Dragon or not, I'll overcome anything that tries to torture me.

It was about thirty minutes before afternoon classes start, so I decided to head to the cafeteria to grab some radioactive school food and sit with the pack. After what i just dreamt I really didn't have an appetite, but i thought I could pick at my food so I wouldn't starve throughout the day. As i got my food and walked towards our table, I noticed they all had grins on their faces. 'What kind of prank do these guys have now?' I thought to myself. Then I remembered. Oh God it's my worst nightmare come true; Homecoming. They're going to have fun with this. Just act oblivious Jared. You don't know anything. I sat down hoping to avoid any conversation about "her."

"Hey someone looks like they had a good night sleep." Mike blurted out. He could tell I fell asleep again.

"Yep, slept like a baby in Physics again." I sarcastically replied.

"It's not like you're partying with us anymore. What's with the bad boy act, Jared?"

I couldn't tell if it was a serious question or not.

"Shut up. I'm studying a lot. I have tests this week. I've been stressed and it's hard to sleep. No bad boy, just a kid taking AP classes." I had to give them something. If Cathy thought I was crazy how can I trust my friends with my testimony?

"Hey speaking of this week," Alex added.

"Yeah speaking of this week isn't someone's birthday coming up?" I cut him off before he could say anything. I'm struggling, doing my best to not bring homecoming into the conversation.

"Yeah one of my girlfriends." Erik pronounced.

"Shut up. As if!" I exclaimed. At the corner of my eye I see walking with her best friend to their table which happens to be right across from us. Oh how beautiful she is, her appearance just hypnotizes me. If I could just man up, go to her, confess my feelings, taste her lips and take her away from this tortuous land, I'd do it without a second thought. Everyday when I glance at her, I notice her friends at her table are always so happy, so careless like they're isolated from all the world's pain and burden. I think I stared too long. I made eye contact with one of her friends. Crap! Way to go you creep! I lay my eyes back at out table and sure enough the guys are staring me down. There was a moment of silence. Oh no here it comes.