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Is Happiness A Myth?

Troye's POV~
It's my first day at a new school, the 3rd school this year. I always left for the same reason but maybe this time will be different. Maybe I'll finally be happy.

I give my mom a kiss on the cheek as I get out of the car. As I get out is the car and shut the door I let out a deep breath hoping it'll numb the butterflies in my stomach. I walk into the door of my new school hoping not to be stopped by anyone. Good news is I got to my first period class without getting lost in this big ass place. But I did notice a boy with brown hair and green eyes stare at me.

As the bell rings the teacher calls me up to the front of the room to introduce me to the class.
"SmileTroyesmileTroyesmileTroye"
I think as I try to act calm. Feeling like I've been pushed into a gaping hole with all the stares. Ahh finally the teacher has let me sit down.

When the bell rings everyone gets up to leave except for a girl, she comes up to me and introduces herself. She was a beautiful girl. She had short brown hair, green eyes, and she was very tall, but not quite as tall as me. She told me her name was Lacey.

As the day went on I got away without getting noticed. It turns out that Lacey only has three classes with me but she saw me lost in the hallway right before lunch. So she lead me in the lunchroom and sat with me. I thought things were gonna be good here. I was gonna be happy. As I walked past other lunch tables with Lacey I got disgusted looks from people I've never met. (I also saw that boy with brown hair and green eyes that was staring at me earlier.) I was used to it so I just minded my own business as Lacey talked to me about a book she recommended to me.

Finally 8th period rolled around, I had gym. As I found my way to the boys locker room I didn't recognize any one there.
"Who is that new kid"
Asked the boy with brown hair with green eyes that was staring at me this morning.
"I don't fucking know dude! Who cares" said a shorter boy with blonde hair.

"Ugh jocks... Of course. Just get on your gym clothes and leave the locker room as fast as you can. Don't. Make. Eye. Contact." I thought to myself.

I went into the bathroom to change because I'm still self conscious about how I look. I think the two jocks thought I left because they started talking
"That new kid looks like a faggot" said the boy with blonde hair.
"Tyler you have never met him why are you being like that" said the boy with brown hair and green eyes.
"Shut the fuck up Connor. Just look at him he looks like a fucking faggot" said Tyler.

Ahh Their names are Connor and Tyler.

"Okay okay Tyler" Connor squeaked out. They soon left and I went into the gym. During the whole period that Tyler kid kept spitting out faggot to me and laughing to other people like he just heard the funniest joke ever. It doesn't hurt me because I'm so used to it. Maybe I deserve it.

"I think this is the best day I've ever had at school!" I lie to my mom as I get into the car. She squeals with excitement. I put on a fake smile so she thinks I'm happy.

I can't remember the last time I've been happy. Ever since I've figured out my sexuality.
First school: the jocks figured out I was "a gay boy" so they showed up at my track practice and cornered me. The only thing I remember after that was my mom holding my hand and crying as I was laying in a hospital bed.

Second school: it went pretty well for the first few months. So I decided to tell me friends at the time I was gay. Let's just say no one understands how it feels to tell someone that. Me being gay spread across the school like wildfire. During lunch that day I got called Into the office. I then got expelled for being gay. It made others uncomfortable. This is when I started to realize that I'd never find happiness.