Living on the Outside

Chapter 1

Just as a heads up, this first chapter is really sad. I'm sorry I had to make it this way. But I couldn't help it. I cried myself while writing it. Just read it if your interested in the story. I promise, there aren't going to be any more chapters this sad. I don't want to ruin this book for you guys though, so please read it if you want. The feels are a good thing. And if you don't want to read this part then don't. Just know that something happened and Mathew blames Allen for it. But for those brave people, read it. I just think it's sad. Nobody get mad at me! It's not torture!
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My name is... Never mind. Forget my name. It isn't important right now. But this is where my story begins. On this day that changed my life.

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Allen, Josh and I were all in Ms. Jordan's room. We were dissecting frogs. I know, we were juniors in high school. But we were the only ones in the class who have never done it before. We had referred to it in class the other day and we wanted to try it. So Ms. Jordan decided we could do it during her planing period. We actually got to miss a class! How awesome is that?!

"Alright," said Ms. Jordan. "You guys are all set. Now, I need to go make some copies. I can trust you guys by yourselves, right?"

"Yes ma'am," we all said with a smile.

"You boys are so sweet. I'll be right down the hall in the teacher workroom if you need anything."

Ms. Jordan grabbed some papers and left the room. Little did I know that everything would go completely wrong while she was gone.

"Okay guys," I said. "Let's get started."

We sat at a table. We each had our own frog to dissect. I opened up my science book for instructions and got started. I picked up a scalpel and began. Allen and Josh were still getting prepared.

"Ew!" Allen screeched. "You frog is disgusting. Why did we want to do this?"

"I don't know," I said. "But you were all for it."

"Crap," said Josh.

"What did you do?" I asked.

"I accidentally slammed my scalpel on the table and broke it."

"Just go get another one, we'll tell Ms. Jordan when she finishes making copies."

"Ok."

Josh got up and walked to the back of the room. I heard drawers opening and closing. As well as cabinets. Then I heard a crash.

"Josh!" Allen screeched again. "What did you do?"

We were both staring at Josh. He was staring at the floor.

"I knocked down a tub of glass beakers," Josh admitted.

"JOSH!" Allen screeched yet again.

"It's okay, none of them broke."

"Let me come help you with that."

Allen got up and went to the back of the room. He helped Josh pick up the beakers. I continued on with my frog. It wasn't bad, just gross. But those things don't really bother me. I could hear Allen and Josh in the background. I wasn't paying my attention, but I heard laughter. Probably one of Josh's signature jokes. Then the laughing stopped. I heard something hit the desk. Followed by the crash of falling beakers.