David and Anthony have been best friends since 2nd grade, and since have been inseparable. They have a falling out, and haven't seen each other for the entire summer, but when they come back for freshman year, will their friendship knit back togethe...
Hey. The name's Anthony. I'm 14, emo af, and I think I might be gay. I have no friends. At all. Well I did have my best friend David, but we really aren't friends anymore. We'd been friends since the second grade, but it was pretty much forced so it doesn't count. What does count is that I think I might be in love with him.
He is the most funny, awesome guy you could ever meet. (can't believe I'm writing this) He has always stuck up for me, even when Omar bullied me in 7th grade. I started to have a tiny crush on him in 6th when he decided to start dating the popular girl, Ella. I didn't like her at the time, and was crushed on the inside when he started dating her. When they broke up, I was still a little bit heartbroken, so I got my revenge on him by dating Ella.
Truly, while I was dating Ella my crush on David bloomed even more. We broke up at the end of winter break. I was so happy when we broke up because he was actually prodding me to go break up with her, so I thought I had a little bit of hope. Wrong again, Anthony. Ella had a best friend Mya who David had a major crush on but wouldn't admit it which made me pretty sad, but I was used to being crushed by him.
Life was pretty uneventful until I went into my 'emo phase' as David called it. That was at the beginning of 8th. I starting hanging out with other people, and so did he, but he didn't like my friends of course. Classic fucking David.
At the very end of 8th, we had this HUGE fight. David comes up to me and my friends and starts trash-talking them in front of their faces. One thing lead to another and my friend laid on the concrete bleeding and David stood there staring at me. I lost my shit and got really pissed. Like blind motherfucking rage. Now we aren't friends, ok? That's all you need to know. Enough about me and my sob story, time to get onto some dialogue, maybe some action. Who knows? All I know is that this is gonna go down.
'You've got me bewitched, cause' I'm under your spell. You've got me bewitched, cause' I am living in hell.'
Eww alarms. At least I can wake up to my fav band. (In case you didn't know this song is Bewitched by Blood on the Dance Floor) Soon, my mom comes in and yells,
" First day of school, wakey wakey!!!!!!"
Really, mom? Reaaaallly? She leaves my room. I get on my BOTDF shirt, my black jeans with chains, and my converse.
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I brush and style my brown hair with green and pink streaks. Adequate. I walk out of my room and I grab a piece of toast to satisfy my mother.
"Bye mom, love you." I murmur. I walk to school and go through the doors. Oh my fuck, this is going to be bad.
